The new season’s wind has come bringing with it a surge of childhood smells and feelings to recollect. It’s almost as though summer has pre-empted spring’s arrival, eluding the time usually set aside for bulbs, rain and fresh growth. We’ve gone from winter chills to summer thrills in a matter of days. Whether it will last or not is another thing. Anyhow, this beautiful change occurred over the weekend, allowing much time for thinking and drawing while soaking in the warm sunshine, something I have deeply missed throughout the icy months. I have a favourite spot outside my bedroom on the roofing where I set my seat and bask in the all-encompassing warmth. It’s just too good to resist – even if the work looms like a cloud over my metaphorical skies.

So while I was sitting and drifting in and out of attention to the cares of the world I began to think about a longing I sometimes get. It’s this unfathomable thirst that takes over. It’s not just a head thing, it’s almost like I can feel it in each and every muscle, right to the tips of my fingers, deep in my shoulders. Nevertheless, a drink won’t suffice. It’s much deeper than this. I yearn for total submersion. To have water surround me, to be in me, through me. It’s in my feet too – they ache to swim and push the water that holds them. I think it’s usually when I’m really thirsty that it comes over my being. Maybe it’s the mermaid blood in me. I wouldn’t mind living by the river so I could just swim whenever it beckoned.

I am wildly, absurdly, dangerously busy but not really acting like it. I find when the pressure is turned on and the deadlines come in big fat waves I tend to go into a safe and happy place called Daydream Land. I don’t really have the time to sit here and blog, but what the hey, I’m going to do some other mind-numbing and nonsensical time-filler anyway, so why not make it a bit of a record of what a fool I am in the midst of demands. Who knows, maybe, just maybe, I might learn something from it all…

So here’s a list of some of my Daydream Land activities:

Stopping by each op-shop I pass, insisting on taking myself in, and finding something to spend the coins on that keep falling out of my broken wallet on. I found an awesome orange beanie for $2 on Monday. Also found a nice new headscarf, and a summer skirt. Buying stuff always makes me feel just a little bit better

Eat a truck-load of pistachios. Mmm. Their irresistible salty goodness is too good to be taste-bud-true. Oh yeah, busy little study sessions also require a plentiful supply of green tea.

Play with the crazy idea of having my own little place to live in and to decorate and to invite peoples over and have a happy dog to greet the peoples.

Write letters to people I’ve been way to busy to write to before I was actually truly busy.

Play Mr.Squiggle on the back of articles I’m meant to be reading. And sketch all my thoughts away.

There’s plenty more Daydream Land things to do. It’s also very good for song writing and bird feeding. Anyway fellow bloggers, I’m off to try a little more of the real study stuff. Tchuss.