I had a great day today. I woke up early, rushed to work, came home, had breakfast and screwed around on my laptop for a little bit. My DVD/CD Disc Drive went silent on me and I couldn't get it to work, so I called Toshiba's Tech Support and a guy on the other side of the world tried to help me get it working again. I did all that he told me and nothing changed and so he told me I'd have to take it in for repair. I was bummed, but I didn't go ape-shit. I just packed it up and biked it to the north side of town. The store wasn't even open yet, so I dawdled for a little, got my laptop out because it needed to be checked when I entered the store. Decided to power it up in the interest of time and just for the hell of it, tried the disc drive. It worked. Damn. I double and triple checked and yup, it was working again. sigh. I shut it down, packed it up and headed back home with the satisfaction of knowing that it was not broke again and that I'd at least gotten some exercise in for the day.
I had a ferry to catch so I didn't waste time getting back home, unpacking my notebook and repacking for my excursion for the day. Then I hit the road again and biked downtown just in time to catch my ferry to Bremerton.
This was my first time going to Bremerton. I rarely make it over to the Olympic Peninsula. It's really different from Seattle. Everything is quaint and small town over there. The ferry ride was just great. It's just one of those experiences I enjoy that is so unique to the Pacific Northwest. Puget Sound is pretty big and very beautiful. I actually cried. Really. It was just peaceful and it reminded me of my first year up here, on my own, all alone, but in beautiful, serene country.
sigh.
It was sort of spiritual and just soothing. I felt at peace and ok with myself, for a change. Like everythng was alright. I was alright. I was were I belonged and that felt really good.
Lately I've been secretly trying to live like Charles Bukowski or some other Beat. Drinking too much. Being a hermit. Without much hope or inspiration. Today I got it all back.
I had gone to Bremerton to attend a wedding reception. Nearly everyone there was working class and I felt like I understood them. I felt like I belonged with them. That these were my people. I didn't judge anyone (I think) and I just had a great time. I got drunk with everyone. Ate to my fill with everyone. And took a ton of pictures of little kids dancing and playing and old people laughing at them on the sidelines. It was great.
I was the only single person there (not really, but it sure felt like it) and that was alright. I was comfortable with myself and just had fun. The less selfabsorbed I was, the more fun it was. Letting go is such a good thing.
Afterwards I biked back to the ferry, boarded and slept all the way back to Seattle. Then I biked home. Where I am now, just relaxing for the rest of the night. Replenshing my fluids after the afternoons drunk.
Tomorrow's Monday and it's back to the grind. I hope you had a great weekend that allowed you to recharge and rebuild a little.
peace
I had a ferry to catch so I didn't waste time getting back home, unpacking my notebook and repacking for my excursion for the day. Then I hit the road again and biked downtown just in time to catch my ferry to Bremerton.
This was my first time going to Bremerton. I rarely make it over to the Olympic Peninsula. It's really different from Seattle. Everything is quaint and small town over there. The ferry ride was just great. It's just one of those experiences I enjoy that is so unique to the Pacific Northwest. Puget Sound is pretty big and very beautiful. I actually cried. Really. It was just peaceful and it reminded me of my first year up here, on my own, all alone, but in beautiful, serene country.
sigh.
It was sort of spiritual and just soothing. I felt at peace and ok with myself, for a change. Like everythng was alright. I was alright. I was were I belonged and that felt really good.
Lately I've been secretly trying to live like Charles Bukowski or some other Beat. Drinking too much. Being a hermit. Without much hope or inspiration. Today I got it all back.
I had gone to Bremerton to attend a wedding reception. Nearly everyone there was working class and I felt like I understood them. I felt like I belonged with them. That these were my people. I didn't judge anyone (I think) and I just had a great time. I got drunk with everyone. Ate to my fill with everyone. And took a ton of pictures of little kids dancing and playing and old people laughing at them on the sidelines. It was great.
I was the only single person there (not really, but it sure felt like it) and that was alright. I was comfortable with myself and just had fun. The less selfabsorbed I was, the more fun it was. Letting go is such a good thing.
Afterwards I biked back to the ferry, boarded and slept all the way back to Seattle. Then I biked home. Where I am now, just relaxing for the rest of the night. Replenshing my fluids after the afternoons drunk.
Tomorrow's Monday and it's back to the grind. I hope you had a great weekend that allowed you to recharge and rebuild a little.
peace
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colette79:
Same old, same old. Going for turkey dinner with Nikonjustice at my parents' house. The bonus is that I get to do laundry, too!
colette79:
Well, I myself am not actually vegan, but there is lots of stuff you can have instead. Tofurkey, some other faux-meat product, or make some kind of nut loaf. If you buy your friend the book, check it out, there are lots of ideas in it!