Autumn, life and potential aplenty

Maybe it's just the smell of the leaves or the cool night air, but am starting to sense a shift in the way my world works.

It was slight -- just a tiny little cosmic tilt caused by nothing at all. But was puttering about in Kensington with a friend, enjoy a hot bevvie at the Moonbeam cafe and just hanging out and people watching.

And I thought, "Yes, I am doing the right thing." Money would be nice, but things are starting to feel like they are clicking together. Creative juices are starting to flow again. Feeling the urge to write, but will let it build up and focus a bit more before embarking on a major project. The word "screenplay" seems to be blinking in my head quite a bit lately.

It's like someone handed you a photo of a year from now, and said, "This is you. This will be your life." And you like it. Suddenly you can't wait to be there. Your path -- for a tiny window of time -- seems obvious, and less cluttered with junk than usual.

And for the first time in ages, I have the apartment to myself this evening.
Let there be puttering.
Happy puttering.
And lots of it.