To tell you the thing I want to tell you, I'm going to have to admit something I probably shouldn't, not in a public forum anyway. I may still want to run for public office some day. Oh the heck with it.
Let's just say I know what it feels like to be in an altered state.
Enough said.
Sunday I had to take my sick computer to the doctor, it was an emergency. CAF and I were about 3 hours away from dowstudio's first open house of our 2009 "Summer of Love" season. For weeks we had been working every morning and night after working our other jobs at the school. Letters to the Artists, contracts, phone calls, emails, mailings, advertising, press releases, checking in shipping, unpacking, inventory, painting, cleaning, setting up, framing, hanging, lights, blah blah blah.
I sat down to type and print the show list and labels and my computer died, just died, like on some terrible after school TV special. I called our computer guy Steve in Blue Hill and he said to bring it over (bless you Steve).
The lemonade was made, cheese cut, grapes washed, and ice ready, so I jumped in the car. An hour to my self, good. Driving over the causeway and bridge a calm started to come over me. It was a perfect day, 70 degrees, blue sky, poppies, lupine, and lilacs still blooming.
A gorgeous day for a drive and I got that feeling in my stomach and chest... something like perfect harmony- hard to describe out of body being the scenery. I was at one with everything just like when one is in an altered state.
"Am I stoned?" I thought. It was that exact feeling. It's been awhile but I have a pretty clear memory of that state of mind. Then it dawned on me I WAS stoned, tripping' on my new favorite drug of choice, exhaustion. I felt like I was melting into the steering wheel and road and ocean. It was the first time I had sat still by myself in...weeks. I was tired!
Well I got to Blue Hill, got home, 3 hour of open house, TT came over and we had martini's, went to the Rib for dinner, laughed our heads off, came home and went to bed, the end.