my landlady has been hanging around outside my apartment for days. fixing things and such. it’s making me crazy. i feel i should have a day rent-free for every day i can hear landlords hovering outside my window. it completely interfered with my filming yesterday. i knew it shouldn’t have. i know things change. i know you roll with the change. but there’s a reason sets go on lockdown when you roll.
i do find it impressive how much space sometimes my mind requires. expects? needs? where on earth did this come from. i must travel far down the z-axis, i suppose, to find where x marks the spot. either way, it both makes me laugh and makes me fume. i begin exclaiming aloud in my livingroom or studio just go home just GOOooOOOoOo, why are you here moving my bike and taking down my windchime why are you trying to make me crazy with all your painting and scraping and TALKING?
speaking of having space and time to calm your body and mind, i’ve been on a serious exhaustive grind. i think i’m cutting back. on something. dunno. maybe twitter. too much noise or too much output or something. i need to recharge. if i get too tired my mind loses its bounce. my creativity staggers and stutters. that’s not so great cuz my happiness is directly correlated to the health and flow of my creative energy, i discovered that long ago. in fact they are probably pretty much the same thing. however you word it, i’m feeling a deficit at the moment. and for a cat what likes and even craves to put out the amount i do, that’s rare.
my neck hurts. i woke up with a cramp in it. i should get working on this video while it’s still early…ish. i’ve got some fun ideas for it i hope i can bring into play.