holidaze.
out last night, consuming my first bottles of cold-served sake, my first glass of plum wine, with countless pieces of maguro nigiri... we followed w/ christmas ale at a boutique party (stumbled upon, in the rain we were, and it was there, and they were friends a decade removed), and then chocolate stouts at the hip new rest-o-bar in the oldest part of town, that one where vincent gallo and christina ricci walked around 10 years ago like they owned the joint, fucking hollywood...
i was reminded, over a sci-fi black-n-white from 50 yrs ago, that truly this girl, and this life, and everything that led she and i up to this moment in time, were the absolute best things we had ever experienced, and that we would continue to experience them for untold years, no matter the distance or length of time between our 24 hour bouts of connection.
i was reminded, too, that it's time to begin working, i mean, really working, concentrating on the next level, not just stepping into it haphazardly with no warning or preparation. the time here, on the farm, has given me the opportunity to reflect; call it a "change of course", call it reflection, or what you will, really, but i know that it means a marked change in behavior and method, and, like this last year, there will be a metamorphosis, in more than one way.
it will be hibernation to some, and new connections to others, and to me, it will be life. there is no stepping backward, there is only the next rung. there is no need to continue making the same blunders, hoping one will hit and stick. as evidenced by history, they never do. they're never cooked enough, and you know, the water will never boil to the temperature that it needs to. find a new recipe. sell your appliances and start new. i advice on the red models -- very chic this year.
happy solstice to all, the days have already gotten longer. it's time to make the most of them.
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