The clouds were turning colors above me and I slipped into a mood that had me prefer to go walking, feeling oddly charged and ghostlike.

i think i remember that.

the cymatics thing sounds wacky. i was looking at a macro shot of ferrofluid on a post-it note reflecting a green card inside National Geographic. weeeeeiiiiiirrddd!

holy art week. overload much?
**whHHOhooooOOooooiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrlllllllLLLL*~~!!