Visit to the boatshop

Sep 12, 2009 13:20

Somehow this blog diary thang is becoming less important. I am reminded that the most important thing is that I show up there in the first place. I am so happy to send all this mail. the momentum is really rolling quite nicely and shucks my bicycle is getting all wet then.

I wonder if I am the only one in town. I really cannot wait to meet these people. For some strange reason I still get jealous. it is really awful/ Sigh. Ugh. Truth pervades and the sadness is still there. There is a seriousness and I grumble and squirm for the moments I just wish that someone would call. Come over. Lift me up. Lift up my spirits. remind me that they are here for me just like I am here for them, and it doesn't last forever.

Mortality rocks and mindfullness is the bomb.

truth, letters, maine, rain, boatshop. sadness, music

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