How quickly time flies, and how the world can look so very different in the blink of an eye. Just a week ago I was just thawing out from almost a week long of being snowed in. The weather went from beautiful flurries to a combo of rain and snow making the streets slushy and very dangerous. Of course ice was in the forecast and with a wind-chill of 45 degrees below zero- it took days for the snow and ice to melt. Needless to say we were freezing our asses off here in Chicago.
Between the recent passing of my great aunt and one of my uncles I'm in a place that I can't say I've ever been. My family is nuts and beautiful at the same time. At this point that's all I have to say about that because what I feel really cannot adequately be expressed in words.
On another note, I've been quite absent from my weekly class; an online radio show that I used to listen to faithfully twice a week. So far this year I haven't made sure that I've tuned in, and the times that I could listen to the downloaded shows I haven't given that much time either. But there was one thing that stuck out for me from the radio show, it was a short and sweet definition of WILL.
WILL: the execution of a decision
I've decided... now it's time to execute.
On the short list of goals for this week is to finish another zodiac inked piece (which means I better get to the art store very soon and buy more pens) and to complete week 1 of the Master Cleanse (today is day 2 for me).