The bus ride on the way to the office was so serene; Or should I say that I was quite serene on the bus ride this morning?  My eyelids were heavy still with sleep, but my mind was eager to jump into action.  And so I stepped off that public transit vehicle and began my 8 minute walk through the park towards our building, opening my ears to the songs of small birds and widening my nostrils to take in crisp air. 

Yesterday afternoon, I sat behind the wheel through a horrid rainstorm on the way to a fitting. for an upcoming film shoot.  The need for caution while driving provided a calm feeling as I sang to every ballad and rock song that caught my fancy.  At the fitting, I attempted to lavish all the well-deserved attention onto the seamstresses and make-up artists for of course there is, and was, one person generally on set who might not treat them with the upmost respect.  I'm not a large character on this fim, I don't even have a line but I would like to consider every "limb" of this film body significant. 

The majority of my days are spent behind the desk assisting with the functions of selling high-end broadcasting equipment to other "dreamers" where I shamelessly attempt to network for my own creative endeavors.  I have been behind the camera, in front, and recently in the cutting room but I still have an affinity for observation and contemplation most of all.  To end the day, I viewed a disturbing film that reflected, on a disturbing level, the lack of value for a human life. 

Today the sun broke through and it brought the remembrance of first "re-dressing" myself with those titles of artist, activist, employee, citizen, or woman.  The essentials of being human are acknowledged first when my thirst, hunger, and need for a shower come calling.  So, we begin with that and not forgetting as we approach the canvas, page, or lyric today.