I'm okay with that. pt.II

So, I put writing aside this week. I ate and I slept, just as Ryan asked me to do. I even threw in something from my own brain and went on a solo excursion to the Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth. The trip to the museum was the highlight on the week because I was able to find some artistic inspiration from Ed Ruscha's On the Road exhibit that accompanies Jack Kerouac's book, also titled, On the Road.

I understand what Ryan was after last week, when he asked me to do the normal things human beings do, (eat, sleep, etc...). He was trying to get me to relax for a minute, which is something I forget to do often. I'm glad he suggested some time off because it gave me a chance to come up for air, and during my brief break I was reminded of the seamless complexity of life through it's combined simplicities. If that makes sense.

It either does or it doesn't.

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LIZ: I really enjoyed this week

but I think I'm ready to start back

on the book this weekend.

RYAN: I'm okay with that.
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I cried myself to sleep last night
I was hypnotized
To improvise
On the attitude, the regret
Of a thousand centuries of Death
Even in my best condition
counting all the superstition

I am riding all alone.

I am writing all alone.

Even with the rest belated

everything is antiquated
Are you writing from the heart?

--Come on Feel the Illinoise/SUFJAN STEVENS