Shades of Grey
Feb. 16th, 2004 10:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theatokosI am pleased with the group I am singing with. I am thankful that they accepted my rusty voice; may their patience be rewarded in 6 weeks time when the repeated use and application of my dull voice gradually becoming stronger and brighter blends with theirs in performance.
It is a blustery grey day here. I love it. Makes me want to do all of the work I *need* to do. I sit on my window seat and stare at a misty San Francisco, laptop open, Ani D. on the stereo. I think Ani's "Educated Guess" may be my new soundtrack. I feel as grey as the day, as blank as morning, as congested (mentally) as the city. I am heavy limbed from climbing for the first time in a year? A year and a half? Everyone here has gotten into it. It's the Adams' fault. I am reminded of Stone Gardens and a girl named Carly.
It is a blustery grey day here. I love it. Makes me want to do all of the work I *need* to do. I sit on my window seat and stare at a misty San Francisco, laptop open, Ani D. on the stereo. I think Ani's "Educated Guess" may be my new soundtrack. I feel as grey as the day, as blank as morning, as congested (mentally) as the city. I am heavy limbed from climbing for the first time in a year? A year and a half? Everyone here has gotten into it. It's the Adams' fault. I am reminded of Stone Gardens and a girl named Carly.