sunday night, i crash at denise and brandi's new apartment. (nomadic joy bouncing across the state and around l.a.) scanning her bookshelf for something to read, i reach for rain of gold, but then decide i'm not ready for that yet. then i see the tenth insight. the sequel to the celestine prophecy. a book i've been meaning to read, but didn't want to buy or borrow from the library. i reasoned i would come across it in some moment of coincidence when i was supposed to read it because i was ready.
denise calls maybe 45 minutes later: hey joy, i just want you to know that i have the tenth insight.
i'm reading it right now.
okay, she laughs, just making sure we're on the same wavelength.
funny coincidence.
ART
the book makes me think a lot about art. i remember how much i loved to doodle draw paint as a child. what's my excuse for rarely making time these days? i don't know what to draw. and i forgot my purpose.