

I have been in the throng of wordless days, passing me by, allowing me to pause, gather, and rest.
Soon it will be all be a blur...
Moving to a new dwelling (Oh how I will miss the Clarks)...
Diving into a new show (Being a silly cowboy -- let's think Woody)...
Online classes (so much more work than attending an "in person" class)...
And writing, writing, and more writing... (Did I mention the art of... uhh, writing?)
I have become an EPIC SLEEPER.
I guess it might be time to abandon the bed (and "Battlestar Galactica" and "Batman: The Animated Series) for the real world.
I begrudgingly do so. I am the artist of sleep, I really am.
So far, 2009 is interesting, unlike any other year. It's energy is perplexing... I shall grasp it soon and study it in my collection of the years. :-)
I just wanted to jot down a few ideas and thrust them into cyberspace to frolic in the world of blog and internet-dom.
Much love,
Dustin
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