Drop drop drop
Posted by Kris on November 18th, 2007
It’s raining pretty hard here, the rain that lets you know that the earth is still here. I have been thinking a lot lately. Even the past two days. Which I haven’t been working much in the past two days, or crossing off things from my GTD to do lists. Just being.
And in that I find confusion, like the mind wasn’t made to think without a pen and paper. It just walks repeatedly in circles.
University of Maryland. Maybe not. Mountains in Virginia. Culture in DC. My favorite research firm down the street. Maybe not. Damnit.
The other university in Massachusetts. I realize that I need mountains and a motorcycle season and a season of deep relationships and culture. That I am not the person who thrives on just one branch of life, but a life of Renaissance. All of the arts come together, the sciences. Traditional and new age. What’s next then?
An internship at a place like Google? Teaching at UHD for a few years? Work at an actual job? Who knows. Questions bring more questions, and that’s usually a comforting thing for me. Except when it’s real.
A draft of wind just blew by from the Northeast direction of the water-soaked sky. And it smelled deeply of endearment. Of where I should be. Where Every Part of Me Wants To Be. And the next breath smells of the past. The air is cool and full in my lungs; they can think too, you know.
My lungs are full, but nervously anticipating what is to come. They know. The heart knows. But does the world know?
“We need to find a balance.” The phrase of a lifetime.
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