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greenstormWhen the light hits your life, sometimes it blazes up big and bright, and other times it disperses such a warm lambent glow.
A text message conversation:
Haven: Wondering when I'll get to a computer again and write properly; a friend on the east coast needs help, I may be the only one able, and I want to see you again
Storm: I miss you, which I guess will be a more or less permanent state of affairs, and hope you come by before rather than after you go back
Haven: It's a long way from Ashland, Oregon...was thinking of living in Van this winter, but it seems cruel to get used to my being around when a city's not me home
Storm: Cruel how?
Haven: To see (relatively) a whole lot of each other when I'd be bound to leave. To make the missing keener, the absence bigger...
Storm: Life is change. Foregoing something because it will change later means foregoing all your life. You know that, traveller.
Haven: I also know how it feels to always be reaching out for someone who isn't there, and have distant loved ones reaching out for me. Now I'm needed 3000 miles away
Storm: Fair enough. I've never been so cautious. I guess that's why I'm Storm and you're Haven. Be well whatever happens
Haven: I've never been cautious either, which is why I've had the chance to be Haven. Also 'wrought havoc'. Why am I starting now? I guess cause I care and foresee more
Storm: Reaching for things is part of the divine in us. Loss isn't damage, just a sadness sometimes coupled with the joy of memory. Then again, I am sometimes afraid I may forget how to care, not often taking time off to do it
Storm: You open me, you know.
Haven: I feel it, and reciprocate it, and would write beautiful stories with you. Is the only tragedy the life untried? I wish I could show you the wild forests I love
Storm: You will sometime :)
This weekend I spent mostly at home, in the warm squooshiness of the livingroom with the big futon and blankets, with the roommates, watching movies and cooking and playing my computer game and snuggling. I've downshifted, scaled back, etc. I'm no longer too busy. I'm comfy. I still have no internet.
If anyone knows of any one-off gardening or housecleaning jobs, let me know. I'm looking to pick up a couple extra dollars here and there. I'm also kinda-sorta looking for something longer-term gardening-wise.
A text message conversation:
Haven: Wondering when I'll get to a computer again and write properly; a friend on the east coast needs help, I may be the only one able, and I want to see you again
Storm: I miss you, which I guess will be a more or less permanent state of affairs, and hope you come by before rather than after you go back
Haven: It's a long way from Ashland, Oregon...was thinking of living in Van this winter, but it seems cruel to get used to my being around when a city's not me home
Storm: Cruel how?
Haven: To see (relatively) a whole lot of each other when I'd be bound to leave. To make the missing keener, the absence bigger...
Storm: Life is change. Foregoing something because it will change later means foregoing all your life. You know that, traveller.
Haven: I also know how it feels to always be reaching out for someone who isn't there, and have distant loved ones reaching out for me. Now I'm needed 3000 miles away
Storm: Fair enough. I've never been so cautious. I guess that's why I'm Storm and you're Haven. Be well whatever happens
Haven: I've never been cautious either, which is why I've had the chance to be Haven. Also 'wrought havoc'. Why am I starting now? I guess cause I care and foresee more
Storm: Reaching for things is part of the divine in us. Loss isn't damage, just a sadness sometimes coupled with the joy of memory. Then again, I am sometimes afraid I may forget how to care, not often taking time off to do it
Storm: You open me, you know.
Haven: I feel it, and reciprocate it, and would write beautiful stories with you. Is the only tragedy the life untried? I wish I could show you the wild forests I love
Storm: You will sometime :)
This weekend I spent mostly at home, in the warm squooshiness of the livingroom with the big futon and blankets, with the roommates, watching movies and cooking and playing my computer game and snuggling. I've downshifted, scaled back, etc. I'm no longer too busy. I'm comfy. I still have no internet.
If anyone knows of any one-off gardening or housecleaning jobs, let me know. I'm looking to pick up a couple extra dollars here and there. I'm also kinda-sorta looking for something longer-term gardening-wise.
