tina

I think I'm going through one of my burnt out insanity phases. It seems like my life gets really really good and then I get knocked down and sucked into this vortex of depression and apathy and anxiety and ick. The year is half over. That is so crazy and what is more crazy is that the rest of the year that lays in front of me is already planned out. I kinda wish I could abandon everything for a month or so and live with out a map. But there is the gallery to care for and tours to do - money to make- bills to pay - stories to write-art pieces that need to be birthed before they suffocate in my head. I was walking down 16th st this morning on my way to work and I heard someone calling my name. I looked over and Carol Queen and her partner Robert hung out of their truck's window waving. My heart jumped and I felt good for a moment as I waved back. They are so crazy and beautiful and still so in love. I walked further down 16th and a stretcher wheels out in front of me that I stand waiting in front of, waiting for it to move out of my way. The stretcher carries a man in a body bag and I watch as it is loaded into the ambulance. Things seem a little still around here.