Oliver Sacks' Ipod playlist.

http://www.wired.com/entertainment/music/magazine/15-10/ff_musicophilia_ipod

I saw this tab open just then on my computer... and kinda had a moment of self awareness. I'm aware that i have spent much of the last 48 hours listening to people with 'ideas worth spreading' and in my zone i spent minutes between researching the people themselves.

Haha you know you've seen one too many Talks, when you have a tab open called Sacks' Ipod Playlist.

Oliver Sacks is this dude, http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/en/oliver_sacks_what_hallucination_reveals_about_our_minds.html - he hallucinates, he's cool. Haha what i liked most about him, is that he is smiling the entire time.

I love happy old people!

Hehe, anyway Oliver Sacks is extraordinary and he listens to classical music.

I am- all over the place right now. My weekend has been awesome.

I scheduled the clothes cleanup for this weekend, and although i haven't quite finished, it's been great progress.

The remarkable thing about it is, that in the last 6 years, Laundry has always had this horrible effect on my mood. Laundry makes me cranky. I hate it with a vengeance.

This weekend i spent entirely immersed in clothes and i didn't even notice - other than to marvel at the fact that there seemed to be an endless amount of clothing... the laundry didn't bother me... because it was something i was doing While i was listening to these extraordinary people.

Thank you to the kids and more so to Zane, for leaving me to do what i was doing, and for the sleep in this morning. Haha, i had no idea how much i needed this until i did it.

I have to kind of explain that, before all the kids and before Zane and before everything i am now - i was this borderline crazy insomniac.

There were days and nights when i could not sleep and some nights were tired and dreary but others- well i would stay up - wired and edgey, full of ideas and ideals, pulling out projects before exhaustion kicked in and brought me crashing back to reality.

Haha, i spent a lot of time on my own. Reading. Thinking. Just absorbing - stuff.

I forgotten what that felt like.

Until this weekend.

I am insanely happy, i'm not even sure why.

http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/en/larry_smith_why_you_will_fail_to_have_a_great_career.html this talk... this amused me very much.

"I had a dream once kid... but then you were born."

LOL! It's true. My kids are a shield. Shame. Haha...

ahh i've ignored so much this weekend but i've recovered a small part of a me i had forgotten.

I can't say i'm inspired. The word inspired is delicate to me. It's light and often floats over my head.

I'm jumpy and jittery, I'm crazy excited, by the ideals. The ideas. The minds behind them.

Of what these things mean, for me and for them.

I love their laughter, and the way they play- even if i wish they would stay still for photographs. I can hear them in the pictures that today i had to bribe them with lollies to pose for.

Haha... need time to digest. Adieu