lashing rain and wind. i went from window to window sliding along the wood floors on my socks. i made coffee and breakfast and read maps and plotted and planned and read some more.
then more wind and sun and blustery air. grey turned to blue.
one of you told me to go somewhere so i did.
i always do what i'm told.
more on THAT later!
for now i am off to make something with something i got at the place i went.
promise me that next time you go on a little vacation you'll rent a house instead of a hotel because it's like stepping out of your old life and rambling around inside a new one for awhile. i don't know why. but it is. and no matter how much you enjoy your old life being born again into a different time and place is like time travel. all those unlived lives waiting in the wings.
makes me feel a little breathless. a little bright eyed and bushy tailed.