dear dave,

feeling antsy, almost waiting to go into this mad rush before the open studios.

Clearly my natural rhythm is to stall, then rush, unable to complete important last minute tasks because the clock runs out, only to blame myself for being such a bum, while simultaneously using the lack of time as a perfect scape goat for all my stacked up screw ups. Its a perfect little psycho drama. The games people play!

So here I am, typing a blog, when I should be doing 1,000 other things to get ready.

"I have time," I tell myself.