Today began with all the usual joyful routines.
The day was mostly about the power of coaching and OLEVI. During which time an interesting conversation happened between myself and L. She told me of a walk she had had by a canal, one which found her close to midnight on a bridge with a badger. A badger that would not move. A steadfast badger. Regardless of her dog, this furry mammal stood there in the dark between bush and canal. How does one get past a steadfast badger, in the dark, with a dog, next to water? We discussed the ferocious nature of badgers. I was happy she didn't end up with rabies. The funny thing that made us laugh a lot, was this comment "it's surprising how tall badgers are, I mean usually you don't see them stood up, they are often dead on the floor".
This lead us to a story about her friend who had photographed a white duck which they thought was actually an albino duck, turns out they had never seen a white duck before.
The close of our afternoon contemplations was about dogs, do they sweat? Apparently through their paws.
I took photos for my passport after work. I looked criminal. I looked like I had and eye disorder. I looked slightly wonky. It gave me only 3 options. I went for wonky, at least my eyes were open, I think that counts for something. At the checkout, J and I discussed how girls over think boys, and the girl at the checkout told us a story that her friends boyfriend told her she should juice to get rid of her spots or try a new face cream. I'm not sure why she shared this with us, she was outraged. It was strange but entertaining.
Currently I am harbouring all of our cat food in the front room. We have a pest. We call that pest FAT BOBBY. FAT BOBBY comes and eats all of our food. This cat is the fattest cat I have ever seen. Last night it ate all the food I hid on the worktop. I feel angry at FAT BOBBY. I can't afford to keep feeding this wilder beast. It eats and eats.
After an intimate dinner with artist Leo Burtin and 7 strangers, in a blackened theater space, my life was somewhat changed. I heard the words of a lady who touched my soul with her diary entries. 'Today belongs to' is a response to her observant eye and the time she took to notice all the small happenings around her. I invite you to join me in exploring the little and important things that are often missed.
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