Moving forward…ish

(Jan 27 2:49 p.m.)
Roots. (Jan 27 2:49 p.m.)

All right.  Enough dancing around the subject.

(Jan 19 2:18 p.m.)
(Jan 19 2:18 p.m.)

It is time to put some light on things.

(Jan 27 2:49 p.m.)
(Jan 27 2:49 p.m.)

And separate the real from the…

(Jan 27 3:01 p.m.)
(Jan 27 3:01 p.m.)

…fake.

(Jan 27 3:01 p.m.)
(Jan 27 3:01 p.m.)

So find yourself a seat so we can reflect.

(Jan 27 4:51 p.m.)
(Jan 27 4:51 p.m.)

But first, make sure your car doors and bike(s) are locked.

(Jan 19 2:29 p.m.)
(Jan 19 2:29 p.m.)

Things have changed.  Things we never saw coming have happened.  A new mini-Starbucks opened in the Portland USM Library.  (Not open every hour, obviously.)

(Feb 4 3:33 p.m.)
(Feb 4 3:33 p.m.)

The landscape is changing in ways big and small each day, and we are pressed to adapt. …All the way down to finding workarounds with my now less-of-a-PC.

(Feb 3 3:44 p.m.)
(Feb 3 3:44 p.m.)

…To find yourself on new ground, crossing tracks that are hardly new.

(Feb 4 5:39 p.m.)
(Feb 4 5:39 p.m.)

…And even grow new roots.

(Jan 27 4:52 p.m.)
Walkway lights besides the Wishcamper center. (Jan 27 4:52 p.m.)

We are all in need of guidance.  And yet the natural patterns haven’t changed.  The days are getting longer.  Here, sunset has recently only crossed 5 p.m.

(Jan 27 4:53 p.m.)
Surviving greens. (Jan 27 4:53 p.m.)

Soon it will be Spring— here, March 20th at 6:28 a.m. for the vernal equinox.  And I will officially turn a year older on a Sunday.

(Feb 3 4:05 p.m.)
Overpass. (Feb 3 4:05 p.m.)

So many turning points.  It’s the year of the rooster in China and countries that observe their calendar.  The Islamic new year (Al-Hijra) and the Jewish new year (Rosh Hashanah) won’t officially begin until September 22.

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(Jan 27 7:37 p.m.)

I celebrated the Chinese new year with a pizza.  (It was vegetarian— no meat, but with so many flavors and more than one type of cheese, oh, it was soooo good.)  There are needs, and then there is getting more out of life without having to think so much about the hardships and the trappings of it.  In November, I was set on having pizza.  In January, I was set on carrying the love I had— as far as I could take it.

(Feb 21 2:01 p.m.)
(Feb 21 2:01 p.m.)

But then my ideas got covered in snow.  One snow day after the next, it was perpetual vacation all over again.  The days became lazy.  I could walk and shovel snow, but my head isn’t screwed on right.  To get over this hill, I will need to process things properly, prepare, and get out there.  I’ll be damned if I let myself down for not even trying.

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