a crackling dark and drippy all hallows eve

Tonight, I am hibernating. It is the first day following the end of daylight savings and it truly felt very much the light was spent quickly today. Too ambitious about the morning being brighter again, I biked to work leaving my 'reflective-oh-ever-so-bright-and-safe-biking gear', believing that the world would still be decently bright at the end of my work day. But the grayish overcast day did nothing but darken and trickle constant drops of rain....very fitting for a Haloween evening, I'd say. I made it safely home...on the bus. But with Brad off at class, I am sitting here in our basement suite enjoying the sounds of constant firecrackers. Apparently, that is the thing around here for Halloween. Firecrackers have been going off all week here and there - building up to today with a constant popping, screaming, and crackling. I don't think this is a Canadian thing, I think it's a Victoria thing - or maybe BC? I don't know- it feels all time warped, like the delayed Fourth of July celebration that never took place here.

Brad is a studying machine lately. Yesterday, we found a desk for him. Yay, now he has a space of his own - squished between all the other already taxed space of our tiny suite. Nonetheless, it is a space of his own and it makes a wonderful difference!
I have a space too, in the living room - my art table. It somehow takes over the whole living room. (maybe why brad needed his own space :) ) And that is what I am going to go preoccupy myself with the evening...listening to some blue rodeo and painting abstract creative pieces of art that hopefully some part of my being will make a connection. peaceout, j