the real new year (part two)

last week i attempted to ease myself back into work while still leaving myself enough time to spend helping with the new baby - unfortunately (although not for the bank balance) it didn't quite work out that way and 'going back to work' has happened sooner rather than later... this is the real new year (again) now everything is back to normal. this means no more getting drinking at midday and constantly eating sweets. bah.

cubes

This also means that i need to fully get my head into work-mode, clear my workstation (apart from my favourite present above) and fill up my order-book. i've been promised that there's 'tons of work' (which will be confirmed at a meeting on thursday in london), and have also been offered some space at a company that a graphic-designer friend works at. the word is that the new accomodation is 'fantastic', and i admit to feeling very excited about having my own real office for the first time, an office where i can come and go as i please, and have all the facilities i need without actually working anyone but myself.

it really does feel like i'm entering a new phase of my life - both business and personal-wise - and having a meeting with my prospective new landlord tomorrow means another new dawn i can firmly pin my resolution hopes to... oh, and the baby is officially 1 month old tomorrow.

The Equal Inside

the equal inside of me
stains like a rash
when it tries to break free.

when wondering how
all became such as this
the equal inside of me
stands to the side of me
watching and waiting
intending on being me

the equal inside of me
often surrounding me
pulling and tugging and trying
to conquer me

deep deep deep breaths
enforcing harsh clarity
the equal inside is not me

a misnomer for sure
unequal in parity
(temporarily) silent once more

the equal inside of me
the wolf at the door

November 1998