Tonight as I watched the moon rise while the sun set, smoking and drinking a glass of wine, a friend texted me saying her partner is working too much. I texted back, saying that life is short and he should take it easy. In the past two weeks I've had two cousins die. I learned about the second one just yesterday, and I hadn't even known he was sick. I guess my family is one of those who likes to keep things from one another. I really don't know. I also reconnected with a half sister who I haven't talked to since June 5, 1968. She said she remembered the date because it was the day Robert Kennedy was assassinated. She had just bought a Ford Mustang and wanted to show our father. Right now I'm trying to decide how hard I want to work for something. It could be something that ends up being a complete and utter failure. Right now the idea feels as gossamer as moonlight shining through clouds. And right now I feel as if I have as much influence on the projects as I have on the spinning earth.
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