I much rather write about the newest The Whitest Boy Alive release, but I'll spare all of you.
I digress.
Winter has been slow moving, constant and revealing. I started this winter with a trip to a best friend, through sips of wine and huddled on the back porch and our breaths in the cold Midwestern air. Many things came out and they stuck to my clothes. Coming home, I went into work survival mode and spent many a long hour at the desk and counting the plethora of outgoing/incoming e-mails. Weekends spent with friends, old and new, dancing and hiding in the various bars in the city. Sunday evenings have been spent looking out onto my skyline, counting the inches accumulating on my balcony with lyrics in the background.
We got our most recent snow yesterday and I looked out and realized that I am finally through with winter, my Costa Rica trip coming up perfectly. Just once in my life, I would like to see a sunset on a beach with someone I love. I dream of that moment when it's so sultry warm you can wear a sundress at 9 p.m., taste the salt in your chilled table wine in complete and utter silence, except for those crashing waves. Everytime I go to a new place, that piece is missing and it saddens me. Sure, it can happen and it probably will, but I wonder when my time to experience will run out. This tugs at the back of my mind as do many things - a trait I shall never be rid of.
The new year brought changes in me I didn't think possible. Things have been happening and it's almost confusing that I am capable of all that I am now. On top of this, I've cut back on various needless distractions such as TV, internet (hush) and picked up my books instead (currently, "A Short History of Communism" and "Gut Feelings"). I'm sleeping better than ever before, the nightly NyQuil no longer needed. The cell phone stays on the charger, the laptop solely use to update a status and peek new music (if you haven't noticed per recent postings).
What am I trying to get at, I'm not sure. Thinking and talking circles with the occasional tangent is a specialty of mine that I've decided to not give up.
Cheers.
I digress.
Winter has been slow moving, constant and revealing. I started this winter with a trip to a best friend, through sips of wine and huddled on the back porch and our breaths in the cold Midwestern air. Many things came out and they stuck to my clothes. Coming home, I went into work survival mode and spent many a long hour at the desk and counting the plethora of outgoing/incoming e-mails. Weekends spent with friends, old and new, dancing and hiding in the various bars in the city. Sunday evenings have been spent looking out onto my skyline, counting the inches accumulating on my balcony with lyrics in the background.
We got our most recent snow yesterday and I looked out and realized that I am finally through with winter, my Costa Rica trip coming up perfectly. Just once in my life, I would like to see a sunset on a beach with someone I love. I dream of that moment when it's so sultry warm you can wear a sundress at 9 p.m., taste the salt in your chilled table wine in complete and utter silence, except for those crashing waves. Everytime I go to a new place, that piece is missing and it saddens me. Sure, it can happen and it probably will, but I wonder when my time to experience will run out. This tugs at the back of my mind as do many things - a trait I shall never be rid of.
The new year brought changes in me I didn't think possible. Things have been happening and it's almost confusing that I am capable of all that I am now. On top of this, I've cut back on various needless distractions such as TV, internet (hush) and picked up my books instead (currently, "A Short History of Communism" and "Gut Feelings"). I'm sleeping better than ever before, the nightly NyQuil no longer needed. The cell phone stays on the charger, the laptop solely use to update a status and peek new music (if you haven't noticed per recent postings).
What am I trying to get at, I'm not sure. Thinking and talking circles with the occasional tangent is a specialty of mine that I've decided to not give up.
Cheers.
1 comment:
Have fun in Costa Rica. I plan to go again, but currently have my heart set on Buenos Aires or Rio. Enjoy the sun and warmth.
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