Wednesday, March 28, 2012


I was writing in my journal,a composition book, waxing on about the toxic energy at my day job. I have been trying to sort out how to protect myself from it; find the right angle. So I started these pages in my notebook. And now the day begins in the swirl of chaotic energy...too bad I need the money and health insurance...but it all part of the adventure.

found a stencil