And here I am, once again sitting at my computer lost for the words I am supposed to be writing, but filled with plenty for the purpose of blogging, chatting, and altogether distracting myself from the task at hand.
I was really hoping to avoid that this time.
The truth is that even though I'm starting to settle into my surroundings, my mind is still buzzing with all of the information I'm attempting absorb. There are millions of thoughts and ideas soaring at an astounding speed through my brain. For the record, espresso doesn't help. I'm hoping this entry will.
It kills me that I don't have any of my own pictures to post. My words on an empty white web page do little to stir the imagination. Though I'm glad to know that I do have a small readership. It's intimidating, yet welcome.
So far not much has changed on the island. No adventures to speak of. Last night at Saloon D'or it was "Cuban Night". I'm not sure what I was expecting, but an endless sea of Che Guavera shirts didn't feel so wrong.
Treatments for screenplays. Not such a daunting task, but tedious enough to warrant procrastination.
IDEA.
must run.
love.
Ash
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