You Send Me Love Letters in the Moon
The Night Said to the Sun
And I Leave You My Answer
As Tears Upon the Grass
--Deepak Chopra
I chose some new agey tunes on Yotta this morning in an effort to ease the pressure on my brain (both physically and mentally). I found out quickly that nature sounds are not soothing; they are grating and annoying. Who the heck listening to an incessant babbling brook for relaxation?
I did, however, come across this album by Deepak Chopra of all people. It's got the requisite amount of cheese-factor, but I thought the particular sentiment above was quite beautiful.
Friday, December 07, 2007
Falling in Love with God
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Wednesday, December 05, 2007
From the Kitchen Tabe
It's far too purple around here right now, she knows. She is sitting with me, chained to her job right now. While taking a break and playing around with photoshop, she made this new titlebar. Unfortunately, she doesn't have time right this second to fix all the text colors. So busy....
At least there is music and coffee and an occasional visitor through the kitchen to give her a shoulder rub or wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead. Sometimes, the visitors even take her out for beers and heckling of bar flies; these things make her forget the pile of to-do's that are waiting for her and cluttering up my surface.
Here is a picture of her sitting with me. Naturally, she didn't include me in the picture. It's always about her!
Why is she working from my surface and not a proper desk? It's a long story but one that will have a happy ending soon enough. Actually, despite all of her whining, things are going very well. There is much in the works and things are in motion; overall her disposition is sunny.
Posted by brinki dink at 5.12.07 0 comments