A friend sits across from me and asks how I can't remember a conversation we had a year ago. I tell him I barely have any recollection of special events in my life, Christmases, birthdays, to say nothing of conversations from a year ago. He asks how I can live that way and I say that I have learned it is better to live for today and tomorrow, that yesterday doesn't concern me much. I suppose that means I have no regrets and I don't know, maybe I don't. All I know is that there are things happening today and I want to have my finger on the pulse of them.
Today Chopin kept me company all day while I cut, ironed and sewed these bags. Mumford and Sons kept me company while I added them to my brand spanking new Etsy shop. And now Elizabeth and the Catapult is singing while I write this little moment out.
In my inbox there is a slew of emails that concern work and life, but only one concerns me and her and lovely news about life. I read that one twice.
I have a new website coming soon. No, not another blog (though, yes, I know, this one is calling for a much needed overhaul), a real website that says if you need some graphic work done, hire me! It's my livelihood now and I'm not a very good marketer of myself. There are a few tiny glitches concerning browsers, but once that little thing is taken care of, I suggest you go take a peek over my shoulder there. Even if you don't want to hire me.
It's hard to have any sort of gauge on seasons changing living here. It is November and my french doors are wide open, the neighbor behind us is cutting his grass and the kids next door are riding their bikes. I'm wearing a tshirt. It gets chilly at night, but other than that, there's no sign of winter anywhere. I'm loving it, trust me. Though I can't help but feel as though I'm in a time warp.
That's all. These are my today's moments.