Writing and hiking

I think I’m beginning to like my new rhythm. I’m not committed to fully embracing it yet. I’m being cautious. It seems that for the last year at least – probably a bit longer, I’ve been taking a “wait and see” attitude.

Things can change. Life happens. Being in the now is preferable to projecting too far into the future. It’s not myself I’m concerned about disappointing – it’s others.

At any rate, where it is now – I am writing a story every day when I am not fully engaged in hiking. Today I completed part three of a trilogy – and I quite like that it took me to surprising places. I took the dogs to Payne Bluffs so we got out and got moving. I’m missing all-day hikes in the alpine. But the writing makes up for it because I love it so much. It’s completely absorbing to the point where time stops and ceases to have any significance.

Last night, Simon and I went dancing. I love dancing! I want to take tap lessons! I am looking into it. It will happen. I’m just not quite sure yet how that will manifest. At any rate, Simon is an awesome dancer – and musician. Watching him last night, hearing him belt out the tunes with the band on the dance floor, I realized how much I miss his music. He’s good – much better than the band last night. And I say that in a truly unbiased way – honestly!

We had fun and giggles and snogs and it was a lovely evening.

I can’t believe I slept in until almost eight o’clock! I never do that!

Change of seasons.

Last year at this time, I was alone in the house while Simon took the bus back to the island to pick up the truck. I was deathly, awfully, horribly ill. I had a packrat running around in the rotting insulation over my head while I lay in bed too sick to care.

We’ve come a long way. It’s easy to lose sight of that when you have a long list of have-tos. But here we are. I was standing at the kitchen window, looking out a the heavy grey clouds. Last year, standing at that same window, I could not possibly have known where I would be in a year. Next year, will I be standing at this kitchen window again? What will be different?

All I know for sure is that my life will have changed. And that doesn’t scare me one bit. It excites me! Change is my friend.

About goodyniosi

Writer, avid(!!!) hiker - living life to the fullest. Love, life, bliss - getting high on getting high (in the alpine that is)
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