Sally’s Friend
Just another WordPress.com weblogArchive for August, 2005
this is different
-What I am listening to these days-
Often when I am driving in my car from one end of the basin to another
I am telling you all about about this place…
wishing I could just speak the words out and then they would find their way here…
Mostly I am telling you about the sky filled with clouds and colour and the deep
blue air as I chase the night down the mountain and find the dry cracked earth
covered with bush and tree
waiting for me at the end of the darkness…
I am liking things
I am thinking about so many things
but it is good
I found a home nestled on the trees beside a hill high up in the mountains and
a blessed five minutes from my work! Yeah.
I won’t be able to move in for about two weeks and this gives me time to clean
my moms house and get all my things together- I am so excited about it! It has
a little fire place in the living room and a balcony and car park so that the snow
(and there will be a great deal of snow) will not cover it…
as soon as I get an address I will send it…i mss you.
this is just a sort of update-
there are hard things here as well that I do not write about because….
my sister said that my blogs sound sad and
i am not sad…
just a bit dark and strange- ha ha
the mornings here are growing cool and i have pulled out my ugly sweaters
to sit in next to candle and steaming cup and pen…
Peace,
t
i am not sad
I am reading…
and…
One was sititng on a shelf when it called me over and made me take it from the wood and the other was a lovely Birthday gift from Luke…
Both are spell binding (is that meant to be one word?)
Ruby says that I sound sad…
I re-read some of what I place here and I disagree…
although I am not the optamist…
I am ok. Very well in fact and off to sleep a little…
love,t
tiiirrreeedddddd
So much else has happened since my last post.
I have been working ‘over nights’ for a few weeks now and am getting used to it…i think
The car did not ever make it up the mountain…so I sold it back and bit the bullet and bought a newer moddle…
Stinks!
The work i do is …easy…
but well, its tough sometimes to be here…
I miss you all ‘over there’ i miss you and it is sometimes as though I were never there at all…but i think that this is something that i have share before…
forgive me,
i am good…
must go am running out of time i think, i love you and miss you and dare to dream about returning…or at least impacting the place in some other way…
i…
Julie, where are you?
i read about your move…i wish we could sit up until two in the morning and chat the way we did so many times when you were supposed to be asleep and i was not supposed to let you stay at the flat…
Annar, what i would give for a hug.
much more later.
t
