I discovered this morning that Tuesday was Captain Picard day. So in celebration of Patrick Stewart in all his glory, I give you the video to Darkmateria's Picard Song. Make it so!

I've been feeling my life moving in a different direction over the past few months; I just hope I have the werewithall to move along with it. I've found myself losing interest in a few things I thought were priorities, mostly things that were solitary, solo activities that kept me sat on my butt most of the time and being pulled into things that are more social, more movement based. I can feel myself wanting to be, not the movement but movement itself. I want to be walking, want to be dancing ... the poi is a part of that I think, if I can keep throwing myself into it and developing I think it could be the route of something very different and much more true to me than some of the other avenues I've been down.

Part of it is a change in the way I look at my body, she and I have a better relationship these days than we've had in the past, even if she doesn't quite fire on all cylinders. I've had the confidence to take off a few masks and wear something a little more true to me at work as much as in the rest of my life and it's an ... interesting feeling. I've even found myself singing more, which is a rather happy side effect of this whole shift.

The most important thing to me right now is to try and hold to this, and make it something worthwile. I'm always a little worried when things start to change beneath the surface like this; when I feel myself pulling away from something I fear the beginning of a more dramatic withdrawal. But that's not something I'm prepaired to be a party to right now.

Or again, really, if I can avoid it.

It's late, I slept very oddly today, in fits and starts in places and times where I had no business sleeping. I think it was just one of those days. While I've been awake, I've been distracting myself with the rather exciting news about Betelgeuse, with Ezekiel's delight at receiving what feels like several miles of fabric through the post for a sewing project, and by this rather kickarse post at The Apostate that made me re-examine some of my thinking on Burqua/headscarf wearing that I'd recently had to confront while talking about it with a friend of mine.

And with that, I'm off to have a shower then see if I can sleep.