The Skurfs @ Freecycles. Feb 1st
I love smashing into people.
I have thought about that word a decent amount over the years. Its meaning was so obvious when I was younger.
Home seemed to be a bit of a theme with ol’ Thomas. One day I’ll actually read a damn book of his.
“You can’t go back home to your family, back home to your childhood, back home to romantic love, back home to a young man’s dreams of glory and fame, back home to exile…back home to the father you have lost and have been looking for, back home to someone who can help you, save you, ease the burden for you, back home to the old forms and systems of things which once seemed everlasting but which are changing all the time—back home to the escapes of Time and Memory.”
Counterpoint:
“There’s nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be. It’s easy.”
My parents drove out from North Carolina to Denver in August. We ended up spending 3 nights in Estes Park. Activities included playing 2 rounds of golf, looking at Rocky Mountain National Park scenery, and walking around many lakes. Thanks Mom and Dad for coming to visit!
Bouldering is a style of rock climbing where you bring stupid-large pads somewhere and climb things in heights from absurdly low to “don’t fall”. Everything is basically really hard and you fail most of the time.
I took a plane from Las Vegas to my hometown of Asheville, North Carolina. Was there for a few days then drove with my parents up to New Jersey to visit family. Stayed there for a bit longer than expected, but was nice to visit with extended family that I don’t see often. Then it was a Bolt Bus to Manhattan, NYC. (Thanks for the ride Uncle George!). After a lovely, but too brief visit with my sister, I took a train out to Jamaica, NY. Then another short train to the airport. Then it was time to get on a plane to Santiago, Chile.
I felt like getting back to NC and having a roof over my head would make everything coherent. Didn’t quite work out completely as I planned. But what does, right? It was nice to see my family and be around the softness of the Appalachian Mountains.
A few days later we headed out to climb a formation in the Fisher Towers called Ancient Art. It is probably one of the most popular desert towers in the world.
A short visit to one of my favorite places with some of my favorite people. Made even shorter by a weird and really painful throat issue.