Monday 22nd February 2016. Tea.Paw.Lift.Write.

Today started as always. My husband made me a cup of tea before I left for work, but the cat managed to find her paw in it. The thought of her paw in my tea was slightly repulsive. Had to let the tea go... I cleared out the office space. I found some interesting poetry I had written, an old print, some drawings of rings, crab claws, seed pods, and some photocopies of flowers given to me by a beautiful lady. Naturally I spent 20 mins chasing D and E around the studio with sticks pretending to be a witch who could not see. The sticks found repetitive surfaces to run along and made for interesting music. The sun today was particularly beautiful which lit the studio in a yellow glow which filled my soul with joy.  Block 3 lift broke down again and made for an interesting opportunity to write a beat poem in protest with a student who needed to use the lift to get to the second floor. We laughed and laughed until we could not breathe. I listened to some presentations. I picked up my new phone and wrote this. I am glad that after weeks of being in techno darkness that I can write again. In one of my emails was an invitation to a write club #2 at ESP .