Almost end of year, Post #38
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Welp. It hasn't been a chatty year.
Part of that is that the year has kept going and going -- I feel 25 years older -- and the whirligig of time has meant I've been kept busy. Part of that is that I am still figuring out how to use this journal again. And part of it is just lack of energy.
It's been a year of travel, with more travel to come. I actually love being in other places/landscapes, but I honestly loathe getting there by plane or car; the other problem with traveling is of course Master Danger and the challenges he provides. Also, I have the stamina of a whelk. But I have learned that I love rocky seascapes, and I love blue-turquoise seas, and I am ready to go back to Bermuda, like, yesterday. (But it will be a year.)
This year I was grateful to have even a couple of days west of the Mississippi, and I am ready for a return to West Texas, damn it. (May! That's the plan!)
And of course I am grateful to have had time in my city this year. I am less fond of London in summer, because heat ugh -- it has been thus for years -- so I am thrilled to be going in the upcoming year in the spring and again in December, as God intended. (Note: I am nevertheless sorry to be missing the RSC Restoration plays this summer. Venice Preserved,WHAT. Folk need to go and tell me how it is.) And I am hoping for drinks at the new Fortnum's in the Royal Exchange, and also I cannot WAIT for TW Hiddleston in Betrayal. (Say, Pinter at the Pinter, when will the rest of the casting be announced, hmmm?)
I have Thoughts about writing and work and starting a new regimen of Pilates, but we will save that for 2019. Many good thoughts and hugs to you all in the last glimmerings of 2018.
Welp. It hasn't been a chatty year.
Part of that is that the year has kept going and going -- I feel 25 years older -- and the whirligig of time has meant I've been kept busy. Part of that is that I am still figuring out how to use this journal again. And part of it is just lack of energy.
It's been a year of travel, with more travel to come. I actually love being in other places/landscapes, but I honestly loathe getting there by plane or car; the other problem with traveling is of course Master Danger and the challenges he provides. Also, I have the stamina of a whelk. But I have learned that I love rocky seascapes, and I love blue-turquoise seas, and I am ready to go back to Bermuda, like, yesterday. (But it will be a year.)
This year I was grateful to have even a couple of days west of the Mississippi, and I am ready for a return to West Texas, damn it. (May! That's the plan!)
And of course I am grateful to have had time in my city this year. I am less fond of London in summer, because heat ugh -- it has been thus for years -- so I am thrilled to be going in the upcoming year in the spring and again in December, as God intended. (Note: I am nevertheless sorry to be missing the RSC Restoration plays this summer. Venice Preserved,WHAT. Folk need to go and tell me how it is.) And I am hoping for drinks at the new Fortnum's in the Royal Exchange, and also I cannot WAIT for TW Hiddleston in Betrayal. (Say, Pinter at the Pinter, when will the rest of the casting be announced, hmmm?)
I have Thoughts about writing and work and starting a new regimen of Pilates, but we will save that for 2019. Many good thoughts and hugs to you all in the last glimmerings of 2018.