Still not bothering to go to parties. I will tonight tho. It’s my last night in H’wood apartment so am taking dogs to art party in Beverly Hills. Maybe.
Maybe? Well, nearer the time I just might sort my cupboards instead.
Last night I stayed over with Jennifer and Jason at their house in deep Malibu.
Slept very badly. Nightmare: In the dream The Little Dog had lost a paw and was trying to keep up with me but was in terrible pain. I don’t know who said it, maybe Freud, that every element of a dream is you. It is all me. I am the little dog trying to keep up even though I am in terrible pain.
Jennifer’s grocery delivery business goes from strength to strength. She now has a refrigerated truck for deliveries. I am very excited to receieve my first Out of The Box Collective visit on Saturday.
Ashley is throwing a party at the house on Sunday so I assume we will be eating everything they deliver, all the fresh, organic food..then.
I had a great clearing out day. Draws and cupboards emptied. Two great bags of junk taken directly to the trash.
I feel like a gulf has opened up between me and what I can achieve. I work best when it is for or with someone. How did I achieve half the things I achieved?
Maybe I didn’t achieve anything at all.
