I'm still thinking with "travel mind" one week after returning to work. It keeps everything in perspective when I able to do that. I am house sitting as I post this, with a cat rubbing against my leg and shoe like I am doused in catnip or something. Feel the love!
“A Certain Man” (his email moniker) encouraged me to return this blog to being more about my life, like the subtitle says. A funny balance: how to write with openness and vulnerability while not knowing who is reading. Perhaps like “Man On Wire” (see trailer below of the Oscar-winning documentary—a “must see”), one must simply step out and enjoy the thrill. Those who get it, will get it. Those who don’t, won’t.
So, it is a sunny spring day. I am sipping warm, creamy coffee. A roadrunner plays on the back patio as the first ice cream truck of the season jingles by. I have thoughts about the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, human nature, being interviewed for my alma mater’s 150th anniversary and my own ploddingly slow course in life. I have thoughts about Zen, books that I am reading, music and movies I am enjoying, the recession, solitude and quietness.
Perhaps it is time to begin writing and posting again. Maybe you’ll join me?