I am grateful as all heck for the first somewhat normal day in a while.
I am grateful for time spent in the studio this morning. I left feeling chuffed about the painting I had on my easel. I can’t wait to get back in there.
I am grateful for a segment of a podcast so poignant, human, tragic, compassionate, and beautiful it moved me to tears, stifled under my closed eyes as I stood still in a crowded room, alone between my earbuds. Podcasts and radio are like no other medium – so intimate and immediate; almost like s long personal conversation on the phone. We’re in a golden age of recorded spoken word right now, and I am grateful to be alive to enjoy it.
I am grateful for the first emails sent out to web clients letting them know I am winding down the web business to focus on art. After nearly 18 years as a freelancer, it feels weird to be doing the exact opposite of hustling that business; and I’ll miss it, and the people I’ve worked with over the years. As good as coding is, though, painting is funner.
I am grateful for lunch with Julie this afternoon.
I am grateful for family fun night: Julie’s pick. We ate like kings at a Korean BBQ restaurant, then came home to play Blokus.
I am grateful for happy news of the birth of a new baby I am related to. That’s a whole dang human life starting up there. New babies are born every day, and yet it’s always 100% magical and miraculous when it all works out okay. I look forward to meeting that kiddo in person sometime.