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light in the dark

Houses in the dark.

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colorful keys

Working on an unfamiliar editing setup is tricky. The keyboard shortcuts are different, the mouse scrolls in reverse, no Alfred to launch and search…my fingers feel like they are coated in molasses. Clumsy, sticky, and unable to keep up with my brain.

The upside is getting to use better system specs and the fancy FCP keyboard.

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Anemone

Spotted this big, beautiful anemone on a beach walk with friends back on winter solstice.

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3 layer mouse

I’m a little sad. The store was all out of 3 Layer Mouse. It was a cat-tastrophe.

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Speaking in stories

A few years ago I took up the habit of gifting my sister a book on her birthday. Each book is a story precious to me and my childhood or teen years. The age gap between us is a little more than a decade, a fact I used to think would make it hard for us to bond. Speaking the language of story crosses the years in a way that is hard to explain.

This year’s gift is ‘Little Women’ by Louisa May Alcott. I read it before my sister was born, when the prospect of being doomed (I was a bit melodramatic back then) to a life of only brothers seemed certain. I saw much of myself in Jo March, catching a glimpse of what life might have been like with all sisters instead of brothers. Fortunately, I didn’t have to imagine what having a sister would be like for much longer.

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Goodbye, Grinch

So long Grinch, see you in about 11 months. Enjoy hibernation.

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Mapping out 2014

Spent part of today mapping out the year ahead. My brain space was getting a bit crowded. Dumping everything on paper frees up mental space and appeases my detail-oriented nature. Double bonus.

I used Realtime Board to create the map. Quick to learn, easy to use.

Oh, and yes, the map does color coordinate with Gcal! 😉

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the great thing(s) about 2013

Oh, 2013. You were one crazy roller coaster.

Some time after OC Crime Catchers ended in 2011, I lost myself. I think it started happening towards the end of the college, but the end of the show propelled wandering into a spin that forced some serious introspection and evaluation. Moving into a new place at the beginning of 2012 halted the spin, but 2013 was when life started to really move forward again. I found my courage. Little by little, I loosed my caged creative soul free to fly.

I am alive.