08/30/2006: "Mood swing anyone?"
Today I had coffee with Robin (friend and history prof) and later had conversations with Patrick (friend in institutional research who may want to buy Rozinante) and Virgil (Ed prof). It turns out all of them are from the area where I’ll be moving to in December and they all told me (individually) of all the amazing things I’ll get to do down there.
Robin went so far as to introduce me to a couple of his artist friends, Stella Mars in Olympia, and Rebecca Staebler in Centralia who owns a funky gallery/boutique and knows all the local artists. She's already contacted me and seems excited to meet me and had some incredibly positive things to say about Centralia and their budding art scene. How cool is that? Seems like every other person I talk to lately is either from the general area or has spent many years there and all of them have nothing but wonderful things to say about it.
It has me feeling a lot less…regretful, regarding my decision. Due to personal (and recently irrelevant) reasons of my own, I think I may have let my overly active imagination build "Juneau" up into something disproportionate to reality. You know, reality usually hurts a good deal more than fantasy but at least it is real. N'est ce Pa?
oh, and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
why it's almost...it's almost as if
you could only crack the code
then you'd finally understand what this all means
ah, but if you could...do you think you would
trade in all, all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you'd miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of leaving
Calling All Angels – Jane Siberry