I got in a head-clearing hike before the rain hit this afternoon. Down the beach and up through the heavily wooded trails in Lincoln Park. Urban parks are great, but I have never really loved one like I do LP, probably because it makes me feel far away from the city and I can have the salt water and massive trees and long empty paths all within 15 minutes of my house.
Nothing like a moonlit swim in the freezing Puget Sound to remind you how exquisitely alive you are. Sitting on the bluff overlooking the water, jagged sharp foot-wide perch in between my legs dangling over the edge to sharper landings below, I sat air drying in the near-warm breeze with a towel slaked over my shoulders, staring at the reflections of the moon and lights of Canada and Bellingham and the sultry liquid darkness offering so sweetly to swallow meRead More
Vacation is over. Classes start in the morning, I’m jobless and my roller coaster career-life-balance aspirations are running wild, keeping me up at night. Patience has never been my virtue. Sitting still, an eternal challenge. My parents, bless them, can attest to the failure that is my attempt to focus on the present. I know once I crack the books tomorrow, things will feel like they are moving again, albeit slowly. But for now in the midst of this innerRead More