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December
10, 2000
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The Adventures of Paisley
Blue
With CB out of town, I generally sleep with the
lights on, hugging Brad Pitt - my teddy bear - and while I
don't get the best night's sleep, it's the only way I can get
to sleep.
Before I went to sleep last night, I drew
several pictures and one of them really astounded me after I
finished it. It depicts me in a flowing Grecian-type robe,
surrounded by worshipping admirers, among them Gael. To the
side, Wisdom stands guard, protecting me. My attention is not
on the men who circle around my feet, but instead, my entire
being is raised up to the approach of my love, CB, wearing a
kilt and all the accessories.
Despite the adoration of
all the others, he is the one for whom I yearn, who receives
my complete, undivided attention. It is he who inspires me,
and it is he whom I desire above all. The picture was very
powerful to me, and I cannot wait to show it to him upon his
return.
Now that I mention showing it to him, I have
little tendrils of doubt creep into my head. What if he
doesn't understand the picture the same way I do? What if he
is somehow offended by it? What if....?
But what am I
worried about? He has always been so very supportive of my
artwork, even when he found it rather odd, and sometimes even
gross or chilling. I am only expressing my feelings, my heart.
There is no shame in that. In some ways, I also consider
myself a chronicler of my times. If nothing else, I do
chronicle life as I have experienced it. Now, granted, that is
not going to be the same that everyone else experiences, but
there are some overall themes that I believe we all, as
humans, share.
Oh, my, what an introspective,
philosophical entry. Isn't that nice? We should all have deep
thoughts occasionally. He He
~Paisley
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