Today we got a screen on the front door (oh you beautiful breeze!) and took the big walk I had been waiting for. It took me awhile to sort out the wheres, the hows, the final destination and the return route– but now we have it– about 3 miles round-trip with a big park at the halfway point where the kids get off leash and move about in a pine woods.
There and back– I am trying to take in all the houses– the roof lines, the porches, the flowers– each house is different and the colors! Just be prepared for a whole lotta painted victorians in your future.
I know this recounting of actions has to be duller than dull, but I haven’t been anywhere near a reflective mode. I was talking to Michelle tonight and sharing how different everything is– not just my surroundings but me– I stay up later (right now? it’s after 11 pm– you know, at night). This may not seem odd to you– but people, I was a farm mouse. In bed by like, 8:30 – 9:30. Seriously!
City life– there’s an energy, a vibe that is shifting me– I am questioning all sorts of things I used to think were “me” that, in fact, were not really me at all. It’s bizarre.
I feel like once the studio is set up– I can see myself in there with music playing till 3 or 4 in the morning– crazy. It’s something in the air.
There was some really dumb article I read somewhere a long while ago that correlated the midlife crisis with the shift into adolescence– that the change in personality and the inner growth at these two junctures in our life can be that significant. Not sure why I remember that really dumb article– but it stayed with me and right now I’m thinking, maybe not so dumb?
Anyway, my point is that a hurricane has just left the building that is my body.
The past year and a half has spun me around and dropped me here and I feel like a new chapter is beginning and I would love it if you wanted to come along for the ride. It might take a bit for me to catch my breath and sink into all that I am wanting to document, explore and share– but I know that there is much ahead.
P.S. Props to Dave for releasing my camera from the vulcan mind meld that had it believing the (EMPTY) memory card was full. Have camera. And there is a FARMER’s MARKET TOMORROW– woot!