vacances.

Think think think.

In a life-assessing mood.  I’m up at the cottage.  Finally found some quiet.  Finally relaxed.  I’ve been very tense for the past several weeks.  I needed to make time to let myself genuinely relax.  I finally got there yesterday.  And then I slept for 12 hours straight.  Unbelievable.  It was a solid real sleep.  And I needed it badly.

I can think clearly today.  I know where I am and where I want to go now.  And it’s calm.  Slightly unpleasant, the conversations that are to come, but exciting, the future that may be.  I have goals, I have a life that’s not slowing down but speeding up, and I needed time alone and quiet to figure what I want to get out of it and who I want to spend it with.

Life is good.  

Techno is not.  Not something I want around me.  It assaults my ears and fills me with anxiety.  Yuck.

In any case, I think it’s time to eat a little late lunch and think about figuring when to get into town.  Short week ahead.  Real conversations.  Life changers.  Laundry.  Funny.  The small things never end, even when the rest of it’s everywhere.

Growing up is slightly sickening, while also being wholly exciting and lovely.