zenexistence

Merry Christmas/Chanukah/Kwanzaa/Festivus to everyone. I'm not going to have much in the way of internet access from tomorrow through Sunday as I'll be in the mountains of North Carolina. So mountainous that all my parents have is a dial-up connection. That and the computer they use is two steps removed from an etch-a-sketch. Also they have next to no cell reception so I can't even access on my phone unless I head towards town.
So it'll be a lot of reading, a lot of napping, a lot of eating and a lot of ... well, all the three things I just mentioned.



I love my parents and I love rural North Carolina. Throughout the rest of the year all I think of is getting out of the rat-race and heading to the mountains to decompress.
Walk in the forest with their dogs.
Sit under a pine and write.
Wander.
Get lost.
Find my way.
Get lost again.
And that lasts about two days until I'm itching to get back to some creature comforts.
Not that I don't love the distance from modern amenities. I do. It's just hard to do polar opposites. Plugged in, linked up, connected to, downloading from, uploading to, and then ... zip.



I really want to take a trip back up to Asheville, NC. I spent a day up there last Christmas break and it was amazing. Talk about an artistic community with a sense of being. Loooved it.



I'm truly thankful for all my SG friends. I'm not sure if I say it enough but I am. As much as I love to write, for some reason this site causes me to do so on a more consistent and regular (hello prunes!) basis. I discussed part of this this topic with my brother and I think it is mostly based on the fact that no one on here knows me personally except through my writing so that means there must be something in my ramblings that you find remotely entertaining (or maybe it's similar to a train wreck with severe amounts of carnage) and for that I am also truly thankful.



I'm tired so I think I'm just going to give you nonsensical pictures.



Or pretty pictures.



Or amazing pictures.



Or socially relevant in the times we are living pictures.



Or pictures that provide daily commentary.



To all of you that I talk to here, be it on a daily basis or a monthly basis, realize that I truly appreciate you. We may not be friends in the traditional sense but I'd be lying if I said you're not important to me. Does that make me a little odd?
Sure.
And I'm cool with that.



I head off on my ten hour drive tomorrow at 5am. I'll bring the laptop and if I can catch a signal somewhere I'll try to update from the road. Pics and all.

To bed I go, to dream of sugar plums (what ARE those?) and other things that I'm not legally able to deliver informationally upon you, because I'm too proper.
Proppa.

<3,
Scotty