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A Poem:

We are not settlers.
We can be convincing
with thank you notes and compromises,
but there is always truth –
the Hummingbird beating its wings
at the kitchen window — a buzz
in the back of our heads.

I'm not the type of person to sit around and watch TV while waiting for the next thing to happen. I don't go to bed early just because I have nothing better to do. I don't go to the mall and window shop to kill time before dinner. Some people think that my desire to schedule and plan events and activities makes me too rigid and without spontaneity. I say, "You are either a poet, or a corpse."

I'm quite excited about tonight's photo session. It represents a huge step in the direction of the type of work I would like to be experimenting with.

*Yesterday*: work, talk to boss, come home, dinner, gym, swim, edit photos, tv, bed
*Today (so far)*: up early, edit photos, email from future subject, cat hair in eye, work
*Today (the rest)*: go home, dinner, photo session, friends, bed
*Tomorrow*: work, dinner (wanna come?), unknown excitement
*This Saturday*: early morning hike (wanna come?), mowing, weeding, edging, cleaning, dinner and drinks (maybe?)
*This Sunday*: FREE! (what do you wanna do?)