Procrastinating perhaps
It tastes like I've been eating cream candies, but it's been nothing but tea for hours.
I can't take what I'm doing seriously anymore, as much as I want to and as much as I should. Actually, I guess that's the thing, I don't really want to, it's gone that far. There is nothing left to squeeze out of this place, nothing nourishing, nothing energizing. Now it is daily drudgery, doing without desire. But that's okay. I have plans. I have revealed them wholly only unto the Universe. Everyone else must wait.
In the meantime, things to cherish: my family, my friends, my new-found motion, a successful tour of the Pacific Northwest and a lot of time with one I love.
Seattle was a successful blur. Portland was full of food and books, and being read to in the forest with no one else around. Storytelling is an amazing thing. I'd forgotten just how lovely it is to be read to.
So much family, Ryan's and my own, and an old friend, to boot. Every day was full and every night was happy. More time would have been nice, but now that we've learned some things about these places and ourselves, the next trip will be all the better.
Sadly missed hellos and goodbyes with two people on account of timing, an early return that didn't prove early enough. Alas. Sarah made it to Sunnyvale safe and sound if exhausted, and she is excited so I am excited.
Little time is left on the clock, but I'll be back with pictures soon.
I can't take what I'm doing seriously anymore, as much as I want to and as much as I should. Actually, I guess that's the thing, I don't really want to, it's gone that far. There is nothing left to squeeze out of this place, nothing nourishing, nothing energizing. Now it is daily drudgery, doing without desire. But that's okay. I have plans. I have revealed them wholly only unto the Universe. Everyone else must wait.
In the meantime, things to cherish: my family, my friends, my new-found motion, a successful tour of the Pacific Northwest and a lot of time with one I love.
Seattle was a successful blur. Portland was full of food and books, and being read to in the forest with no one else around. Storytelling is an amazing thing. I'd forgotten just how lovely it is to be read to.
So much family, Ryan's and my own, and an old friend, to boot. Every day was full and every night was happy. More time would have been nice, but now that we've learned some things about these places and ourselves, the next trip will be all the better.
Sadly missed hellos and goodbyes with two people on account of timing, an early return that didn't prove early enough. Alas. Sarah made it to Sunnyvale safe and sound if exhausted, and she is excited so I am excited.
Little time is left on the clock, but I'll be back with pictures soon.