In exactly one month I will be conducting my first celebrity profile, and because of the importance of this person, to me, I am trying to prepare myself physically and spiritually. I have stopped eating sugar. I am trying to read more holy books. I bought sun hats and those sleeves Nicole Kidman wears over her hands and forearms to prevent sun damage, so I can hike to the waterfall in the canyon. I am burning different candles. I am placing phone calls to tell people I love them (I have placed, so far, one call.)
Were I also to start giving away my possessions, I would expect this to trip some red flags, but so far the only possession I have given away is my Twitter password, having also given away my Twitter email (to my husband, who doesn’t care at all but is also very reliable and trustworthy.)
I’ll be talking more via here in the meantime, but I didn’t want to alarm anyone, you can hit reply and I’ll get it, I’m still in the cloud.
Today has been hard. A friend lost her pregnancy. My uncle lost his nephew. I am watching the Andre the Giant documentary they did on HBO, and I have been on the verge of tears or laughter all day. I go into one interaction with the emotion of the former interaction, and so people ask if I have a cold, or if I am, perhaps, hiding a joke.
This photo brought me to tears, despite being very far from my period:
I wish you great good fortune. I think the dog has rolled in something dead which is thawing in the woods.
This photo made me laugh:
xoxoxoxooxox, nicole