I tried to buy FLOW, but Borders didn't have the version I sought. I'll try again during this luxurious three-day weekend. I did read, however, The Glass Castle by Jeannette Walls. Wo! I highly recommend this memoir. Sadly, though, as much as I sympathized for Jeannette, the artist that has been stifled in me understood her mother's flair and unorthodox reasoning. My artist, not a graphic one by any means, does not give a flip about societal norms and appearances. I want to stay up into all hours of the night, sleep late, eat when I'm hungry, not when it's scheduled, write and read poetry, paint, travel. I guess it all goes back to the concept of flow.
Then, because of past turbulence, I seek order and peace. This is not all bad, though. How else would I pay the bills?