Adjusting, settling, finding home- three words that describe where I have been for all this time.
Hi, it's been a while... I know. I wish I could tell you what happens to me during the summer months that keeps me from this word box. I wish I could say I haven't had internet access or I haven't had time. Really, I've just been making friends with lots of different people and places, finding my place, and then driving away from it again (and again). From Pittsburgh to the Utah, Petrolia to Topanga, ever since I left Nashville I have been weaving in and out of the fabric of various stages of my life. And, loving the shit out of every moment of it.
I can't go back through it all. For one thing, it's just too much and I don't have the mental capacity to hash it back out again (and, I'm sure that eventually all will be told through various posts of remembering how epic the summer truly was). But mostly, it's because right now things are going really REALLY well- and I'd love to tell you about that most of all.
Don't get me wrong...there are plenty of things that are overwhelming and scary. I miss a lot of things from my "homes" that I have collected over the past 5 years. But, as I sit at this desk writing in my little word box for the first time since June, I notice that there is a ring on my finger that was not there the last time I posted. A very important ring that probably contributes to the "home-ness" of this canyon, the apartment, and mostly of the man sitting as his desk beside me. It's a new path, a very important path, and a VERY exciting path.
So Topanga, you feel really good tonight. I can tell, we are gonna be friends.