I leave for Washington D.C. Today.
I tried to spend last night saying goodbye, putting things to rest.
Although I was exhausted, there seemed to be no hope of sleeping, I spent the long hours of darkness listening to the echoes of our empty house my mind reeling with hope and fear, inspiration and desperation.
At 5:00 I finished packing the last of my things, trashing what I could not carry in the remaining pockets of space inside my suitcase. There were things I wanted to smash, and letters I wanted to burn, but I couldn't find it in my heart to do either.
The hard reset I had hoped for seems to have fizzled to a minor upgrade.
Everything takes time.
I am excited to see my family and friends in Los Angeles, to walk on the beach and eat real Mexican food in the sunshine.
I tried to spend last night saying goodbye, putting things to rest.
Although I was exhausted, there seemed to be no hope of sleeping, I spent the long hours of darkness listening to the echoes of our empty house my mind reeling with hope and fear, inspiration and desperation.
At 5:00 I finished packing the last of my things, trashing what I could not carry in the remaining pockets of space inside my suitcase. There were things I wanted to smash, and letters I wanted to burn, but I couldn't find it in my heart to do either.
The hard reset I had hoped for seems to have fizzled to a minor upgrade.
Everything takes time.
I am excited to see my family and friends in Los Angeles, to walk on the beach and eat real Mexican food in the sunshine.
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tororo:
So many posts, about so many things, since you're back to your SG journal! I read them in a row... no surprise you felt overwhelmed... at least, seems you did overcome the sinking feeling?...
tororo:
Is it done? You're American again?
