oH!

I forgot to mention...
today I found Bon Iver!
What!? Where on earth have I been?

I was looking for a picture of Barry White for Rod, and somehow, somehow, this very sweet picture of a man with a cat (like my cat Rollo!) came up. I thought, mmmm. He's pretty.

So I clicked on his face.

I was shocked and sublimely suprised to discover that he had a name, that other people knew. Lots of other people. I listened to his music, and it
suddenly
it added to the feeling of kicking colour.

Especially his story- of going to live in the forest for three months, to just *be*, and alone.

I feel like I want to do that.
Take a big suitcase full of art materials, woolen jumpers and my guitar.
No mirrors. Let my hair get a bit wild. Feel clean in rivers
and simple.

None of this junk
lying around my flat.
None of this work, which only reminds me of yesterdays.

I think I am ready to fly.