Some things do feel like magic, like the first time a friend grabs your hand trying to be more than a friend, or when the wind blows a shower of blossoms to swirl on the breeze. I found magic a few days ago, and now it almost feels like it never happened. I only have a few little marks of proof to show for it, and they will disappear soon too. It was one of the best weekends of my life, even though I didn’t  hardly leave the house or do anything spectacular. A long time friend came to visit, but things were different this time. It was like spending time with someone I never knew before– my world was almost turned upside down, so to speak. I told him that I didn’t want to be in a serious relationship right now, but that still didn’t ruin the mood. I guess guys can deal with that alright … but he did say that he wants to come visit again soon. He said that he is somehow more attracted to me now than he was before (I shared some new information with him, but I didn’t think it would make that kind of difference).

Now the magic escape is over and it’s back to work and life for me. The workshop is coming up so fast that I don’t feel ready for it. I didn’t get much claywork made, I have only almost finished one herbarium sculpture, and I have no idea what to expect of the place where I will be staying. I just got another email reminder about the workshop. It seems like it is jumping out to scare me– yes, I am excited for it, but now that it’s here I don’t feel quite ready.