Friday, July 18 - Day 220 - Day 1

Hmm, this is the third month in a row that I've taken the "daily" in Daily Journal less than literally. I fear this hasn't been the most productive of summers, and that perhaps can be attributed to mild depression I've been treating/exacerbating with days by the pool and much sloth. Thankfully I don't stay in these states for long, and they do have a slight therapeutic benefit of giving me time and distance to sort through the random detritus in my subconscious. As it stands, I feel again alive with a sense of excellent portent, and having "rested", ready to apply discipline to my imagination.

Two things need the alchemical change from "stuff I do" to the gold of "things I burn with passion for", and those would be finishing my novel and transforming my body for the coming onslaught of the aging process. And that will be my focus for the next few days, retraining my sloppy brain to transform "I like" into "I love". Passion, real passion, is a choice. Things like writing novels and long periods of body transformation are, for the most part, solitary activities and I think its been coming in conflict with bringing more people into my life. While I still want to expand my circle of friends, it needs to be number 3 on the list till I'm done with one or both.

Be that as it may, it's been an enjoyable summer, and I got a killer haircut. Now, after I get this posted, I'll schedule the coming week to enable success.