Five minutes behind
January 28, 2003last night i told her, there’s something in the air and everything is changing. the jasmine thinks it’s springtime. the raindrops never came. the sky and the clouds and the air and the atmosphere…it’s just different.
i can’t explain.
today, i woke up with a dark cloud in my belly.
today, i got a very expensive piece of paper.
today, i said goodbye to some very dear friends.
today, i received inspiration via fedex.
up down up down, like a yo-yo in mid-air.
when i got home, i sank into my sofa. i wanted to dive under the cushions. i wanted to swim away.
there’s something in the air and everything is changing, but i’m still here. i’m still here, and i don’t know where the consolation is in that.
I'm Christine, and this is a slice of my life—a sweet, rich, wildly indulgent slice that would taste really good with a scoop of Breyers vanilla bean ice cream. Read more >>
I run a darling, friendly, little graphic design studio.
I look on the bright side.
I take photos. Lots of photos.
I wish on stars and on websites.
I built my first web site 7 years ago and got 15 seconds of fame. (It changed my life.)
I launched, then relaunched, an online magazine.
I admitted to several embarrassing crushes.
I consumed more bacon than any human should and lived to tell the tales.
