transition

suddenly i am here alone in my house. things have come and gone so quickly.
christmas, food, wine, chocolate, my amazing brother and his amazing girlfriend. suddenly gone.
soon it will be 2007, new years eve will have come and gone.
so many things have come out from lurking behind doors, windows, dark spaces, far away memories. lots of things to think about. even more things to do it seems. but i am on holidays. my book is waiting. the beach is waiting. and nothing is waiting.
i have never really thought about christmas very much. its always been there. its always been a day to hang out, no dramas like everyone else seems to have. but this year seems to have brought out some sort of strangeness. i feel it on my back. the pressure of wanting everyone to be happy to be together. the misunderstanding of tiredness as unhappiness. the misunderstanding of busy as not wanting to. strangeness but no less love.

now there is so much time.
time for travel agents.
time for getting bronzed and salty.
time for running.
time for writing.
time for making.
time for getting excited.

transition

suddenly i am here alone in my house. things have come and gone so quickly.
christmas, food, wine, chocolate, my amazing brother and his amazing girlfriend. suddenly gone.
soon it will be 2007, new years eve will have come and gone.
so many things have come out from lurking behind doors, windows, dark spaces, far away memories. lots of things to think about. even more things to do it seems. but i am on holidays. my book is waiting. the beach is waiting. and nothing is waiting.
i have never really thought about christmas very much. its always been there. its always been a day to hang out, no dramas like everyone else seems to have. but this year seems to have brought out some sort of strangeness. i feel it on my back. the pressure of wanting everyone to be happy to be together. the misunderstanding of tiredness as unhappiness. the misunderstanding of busy as not wanting to. strangeness but no less love.

now there is so much time.
time for travel agents.
time for getting bronzed and salty.
time for running.
time for writing.
time for making.
time for getting excited.

a year

a year is a long time. a long time not to see someone. in the last 12 hours i have reunited with 2 different people that i havent seen for a year. nothing changes. we get a bit older. a bit fatter. a bit thinner. a bit shorter. a bit taller. but the real things. they dont change. cups of tea taste the same. hugs feel the same...just a bit more exciting.
its a strange thing... that year apart. so much happens. but then nothing really happens.
you miss, then you get used to it, then you anticipate their return, then they are there and its like there was no time gone.
but then they will go again. and it will seem like they were never here.

so while they are here i will enjoy and embrace them like they are leaving tomorrow.

gggrrrrr

everyone elses blogs are so interesting! and full of pictures.
it always takes forever for my computer to add pictures.
aahhhhh why doesnt it work???
i just spent half an hour trying to upload an image.... so frustrating.
any ideas? anyone?