Go West young woman

I’m headed out to California for a couple of days of work and then meeting T in Santa Fe for a respite.

I’ve been rushing like mad so that I can stand still for a moment. Downstairs is the screen porch and the flowers in bloom in the backyard – no time to enjoy. Out front is the bayou, and the last sightings of the pelicans – no time to rock. Movies are in the drawer waiting to be watched – no time to relax.

But we’re going many miles away to stay in a friend’s vacation home so that we can sit and watch their flowers, look at their birds, and watch their television. Life is absurd sometimes.

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    […] my writing, but I moved out west to California and therein lost that self in a sea of “getting and spending” that transformed me into a stress ball, or in the current parlance: an inflamed tick on […]

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