The Pole Star Shines
I am back for a much needed vacation to New England. It is no coincidence that this journal sees most its updates concerning visits north. I feel excited and alive when I'm here. Inspired. The sky tonight was such a vibrant blue, and fireflies dotted fields that I thought were empty until they shed their faint light. It was so strange looking out that window on the car ride to my aunts. Everything feels so lonely and abandoned here at night compared to anywhere I have ever been in Florida. After arriving, Grandma made me a delicious sandwich which I enjoyed while she told me about everything she had been doing to keep her busy. I then went outside to take in the night air and to look at stars that have become foreign to me. There are so many of them, and they shimmer in ways that gently compliment the fireflies below.
Standing there in the cool night air on my own was somehow lonesome, though. There was a certain stillness all about, and a silence that could be heard beyond the chirping of frogs and insects. The air in Florida is very dense where as here everything has a wide open feel to it. It feels like I have left the safety of my boat and am now floating in open waters with nothing about save for moon and sky. It makes me worried about my decision to move back here. Maybe city life has ruined my love of solitude. Years ago such an empty feeling would just be in the background; a part of what gave my lone travels a bitter sweet flavor that I enjoyed. But the silence encountered this night was almost frightening. I don't think I'll be able to do this alone.
All that aside, I am inspired and happy to be back. Already I have done a little night photography and I intend to find new sights. I will also be putting a great deal of focus on my book, which I feel very good about. I'll be meeting up with friends for a trip to the beach this weekend and I look forward to a relaxing visit here.
Standing there in the cool night air on my own was somehow lonesome, though. There was a certain stillness all about, and a silence that could be heard beyond the chirping of frogs and insects. The air in Florida is very dense where as here everything has a wide open feel to it. It feels like I have left the safety of my boat and am now floating in open waters with nothing about save for moon and sky. It makes me worried about my decision to move back here. Maybe city life has ruined my love of solitude. Years ago such an empty feeling would just be in the background; a part of what gave my lone travels a bitter sweet flavor that I enjoyed. But the silence encountered this night was almost frightening. I don't think I'll be able to do this alone.
All that aside, I am inspired and happy to be back. Already I have done a little night photography and I intend to find new sights. I will also be putting a great deal of focus on my book, which I feel very good about. I'll be meeting up with friends for a trip to the beach this weekend and I look forward to a relaxing visit here.