Journal to a Muse

Did I wake up in Kafka's house?,
a photo by Sultry (packing and on the move) on Flickr.

I felt a bit oppressed this evening while watching in what used to be "the usual" place. Rather than a comfy conversational area and surrounding library, I sat in sort of a corridor between boxes of books, being thrilled by The Frozen Planet. The change in the visual center of gravity made me feel like Alice in Wonderland.

The garage is unnaturally empty and neat. At least by my standards.

Another view of the loft boxes.More mayhem.

Casting away thrown bowls.
I made these so long ago they might "count" as antiques. I'm glad they still seem contemporary... but they also still leak and have too much grit to be pleasant to use. I hope that Good Will finds a happy home for them.