When I finish this, the sky will be midnight blue.

Every once and a while I realize how much I miss the outdoors. Even though I'm a bit of a homebody, retreating to the indoors most afternoons/evenings to hunker down in pseudo-hibernation mode, the fact remains that deep within me resides a deep love of fresh air. Especially this time of year. The weather has been absolutely perfect lately; not cold, but not yet that stifling heat that makes my soul wither and my skin turn a nasty shade of flaky crimson.

So I've decided to take advantage of my mother's covered balcony attached to the dining room. With the sliding glass door part way open and my computer cord trailing outside from the interior wall socket, I can type this while enjoying the evening as the sky fades and deepens from pastel blue-grey to rich turquoise and royal blue. I can't really feel my toes, and I think I probably should have put on some socks before I ventured out here. And granted, it's not like the view is any marvelous mountain range or a rippling meadow that seems to stretch across forever, but the orange and brown condo buildings against that blue sky isn't such a bad combination. And for all the traffic I hear from major intersections not so far away, the occasional frog reminds me that there are SOME similarities to where I grew up.

Anyway, it's the same sky. Even if the horizon looks a little more angular and a little less green.

I feel like I'm on the edge of larger changes. Well, on the edge of gargantuan changes; big changes have already commenced. I have a solid relationship that's continuing to evolve, my relationships with my parents are changing, my art is changing, I'm making small steps towards a healthier life; so much all at once. I think I need to make the step towards not being so much of an indoors person (at least for the season). Goodness knows I felt more alive this last quarter than I have in a while, mostly due to art, positive relationships, eating better, and exercising regularly.

I've thoroughly enjoyed my break so far, but since I haven't been exercising as much (or eating well, at all), I've noticed a huge shift in my energy. My body is in pain, I'm not really motivated to do much, so my body continues to be in pain. I'm not at all depressed about it though (for once), more making a mental note so I can switch gears before I go in to total self-destruct mode. So tomorrow morning I'll get up and walk to the park nearby so I get let loose the creaky joints and run for a bit. I've been trying to jog on a treadmill but my legs cannot handle it at all.

I may or may not go on another page and discuss some of the shifting ideas and purposes in my art as of late. If not, I bid you all good night!