Finding Your Hands and Feet
Being away from LJ has some strange effects. On one hand, it is like cocooning: you give yourself time for introspection and growth. On the other hand, you feel a disconnect; and when you reemerge (after a year), you have to find your hands and feet.
Is it the year? For me, it was quite a year. I saw Hiroshima, walked on cobblestones in Stockholm, held blue skies that brushed against the torii, ate a large soft pretzel by Central Park, ran around on Rush, was offered snake in Hefei, ate papaya with my uncle near Diamondhead.... And oh, I drank tea in an old courtyard. I think I need a new bike, had gingerbread snaps with cheese and glug, watched my garden take on a new personality, helped a friend leave, perfected the martini switch, lost my window, found great humor in a most unexpected Frenchman, was close enough to Wynton Marsalis to dance with his horn, stopped worrying about genetic mutation, found a football buddy, watched a full, full moon hung low in the sky (and read to it; well, Li Bai, of course); it was ready to burst out with an old mandarin love song.
I don't know if what I do may be understood. It is certainly not complete. Like Frodo, I have changed. But for the most part, I am happy.
Is it the year? For me, it was quite a year. I saw Hiroshima, walked on cobblestones in Stockholm, held blue skies that brushed against the torii, ate a large soft pretzel by Central Park, ran around on Rush, was offered snake in Hefei, ate papaya with my uncle near Diamondhead.... And oh, I drank tea in an old courtyard. I think I need a new bike, had gingerbread snaps with cheese and glug, watched my garden take on a new personality, helped a friend leave, perfected the martini switch, lost my window, found great humor in a most unexpected Frenchman, was close enough to Wynton Marsalis to dance with his horn, stopped worrying about genetic mutation, found a football buddy, watched a full, full moon hung low in the sky (and read to it; well, Li Bai, of course); it was ready to burst out with an old mandarin love song.
I don't know if what I do may be understood. It is certainly not complete. Like Frodo, I have changed. But for the most part, I am happy.