My email to the world as Andrew put it.
Hawaii was Hawaii in all the ways I wanted it to be. It is
impossibly beautiful--and it's home. I'm feeling more like myself. Ichecked in with my people (and miss them even more). Now I'm back in California and I've had a few teensy tiny pangs of homesick but I'm actually more content being here now than I was before.
I hit up my
best yoga class and remember why I love it. My muscles are so sore from two days ago that I skipped tonight. I don't think my arms could hold me up.
My vision has worsened, which is supposedly normal. The good part about this is I hadn't realized and now my new contacts make me feel like
I have super human vision.
My garden is comprised of clay beds with brown weeds sticking out. I'm visualizing these weeds gone, as well as composty,
fluffed-up dirt, and fresh new seedlings. But, what? Any ideas? I'm drawing a blank.
I'm reading "The Tortilla Curtain" and I love it so far. The social commentary is
gritty/honest/horrifying. A book hasn't made me look forward to bed time (read-time) like this in awhile.
I'm aware that this is a silly, random posting. I've missed blogging and it's October again. Some have asked and I'm
Emily October only in a quick attempt to find a still-available domain name. October is my birth month and one of my favorites.