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I Just Love to Play


My body aches from nights of odd sleep; Imitating Molly Shannon characters didn't help the cause too much.

Through a night of writing papers, lyrics, researching History and Spanish, my mind is racing in different lanes trying not to run into one another.

Watching "Harry Potter" soothed me. Each time I embark upon that world, I am literally transported, mind, soul, and (if I believe deeply enough) body to the world of Hogwarts: a place that has bewitched me all these years.

It has been one hell of a week. I have much to do tomorrow and Sunday. I am proud of what I am accomplishing and for just trying again. It feels good to be checking things of the list.

I have to find a job. That is proving more daunting than I imagined. I do return to Second Pres next week and that is a homecoming I am going to bathe in for a while; such lovely people are they.

My desk on which my laptop (Phoebo) lives is growing more and more cluttered with the Dobby bobble head, the Harry Potter doll, the Sock Monkey, Odie, Billy Bob Jr., Super Sal the Snail, a card from Mom, ticket stubs from some movies I love, a little quotation book called "Do What You Love", Darkwing Duck cards, etc. It is funny, but I like to have colour and stuffed animals and childlike reminders around me in my room. It makes me feel alive and centered, that my creativity can never be too far away with these precious items surrounding me.

I never grew out of liking toys, stuffed animals, cartoons, colouring, or playing. I just love to play.

Want to come and play with me?
I am always game.
Let me know. I will be there. :-)

Dustin

(From the "Do What You Love" li'l book)
"If it doesn't absorb you, if it isn't any fun, don't do it."
- D.H. Lawrence

"When we don't enjoy what we do, we only nick the surface of our potential."
- Dennis Wholey

"In a very real sense, we are the authors of our own lives."
- Mandy Aftel

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