No texting, the minimal of phone conversations, no epic plans, even church was just the most minimal of social interaction, I had nothing to say, really and a chance to retreat was beautiful, good, and needed to step back and examine. I have a whole day tomorrow that's a blank slate and that's wonderful. My sleep has been like the dead. We don't have to talk about politics for a few days, these social obligations can be deferred, it feels good to be alone and untethered, but knowing there's a loving encircling should I need to reach out. A CD player full of autumnal tunes. I don't need much these days.
Sunday, October 7, 2012
eremita
It's been a hermiting weekend, with a quick interlude of funeral procedures assuaged by hiking among the ledges with a fellow traveler when the weather was beautiful. Something so peaceful about being immersed in a landscape of epically giant sandstone rocks pockmarked and cavitied, with undulating greens and reds, hosting ferns.
No texting, the minimal of phone conversations, no epic plans, even church was just the most minimal of social interaction, I had nothing to say, really and a chance to retreat was beautiful, good, and needed to step back and examine. I have a whole day tomorrow that's a blank slate and that's wonderful. My sleep has been like the dead. We don't have to talk about politics for a few days, these social obligations can be deferred, it feels good to be alone and untethered, but knowing there's a loving encircling should I need to reach out. A CD player full of autumnal tunes. I don't need much these days.
No texting, the minimal of phone conversations, no epic plans, even church was just the most minimal of social interaction, I had nothing to say, really and a chance to retreat was beautiful, good, and needed to step back and examine. I have a whole day tomorrow that's a blank slate and that's wonderful. My sleep has been like the dead. We don't have to talk about politics for a few days, these social obligations can be deferred, it feels good to be alone and untethered, but knowing there's a loving encircling should I need to reach out. A CD player full of autumnal tunes. I don't need much these days.
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ReplyDeleteI've been hermiting for the better part of two years; I still like people but it doesn't make talking to them any easier. These days I spend more time listening to music in memory than music on a player - except in the car.
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