Random Thoughts
I'm coming down the homestretch of writing, and that feels good.
Yesterday was a slow day. I think every word I wrote got written syllable by syllable. It was arduous and solitary. Obviously I prefer it when inspiration strikes and the thoughts and words just flow. Today was more like that...
And I am now down to the last four stories, and only one of them needs a completely new story.
And then I will wait for feedback and tweak as necessary.
In the meantime my it also means my time in Roatan is almost up. I won't miss the bugs, which still bite despite OFF, but I know I shouldn't get Malaria since I am taking the meds, so despite being bitten I shouldn't get sick. Heaven knows I don't have time to get sick...
I will miss the tranquility, simplicity and beauty.
I will miss Kent, the owner's observations on life which included an impromptu gathering at a picnic table where we ate homemade pastels (I am sure I have that written incorrectly) yummy chicken stuffed baked tortillas that a lady walking along the beach sold. He treated me and all his helpers to as many as we wanted. The spirit of sharing, hanging out and a community of caring was evident and palpable. It was church...
I ate dinner tonight with Miss Peggy and three of the volunteers at Rotisserie Chicken, one of the few restaurants that is still around West Bay since the first time I came to the Island. Many others have come and gone. A wonderful full chicken meal can be had for $7. Great for the budget traveller.
Despite running away to an island off the coast of Central America, Nicole still managed to find me while I was writing this afternoon, courtesy of AIM on my computer. She has found a dog she MUST adopt on Petfinder.com, and this was brought to my attention while I am several hundred miles away from home.
The only thing that topped it was receiving a subpoena earlier in the week, but that's another story...
Matt applied for a job that his name written all over it, so if it is what is meant to be, I pray it be. It is a casting call for crazy, extreme sports, travel savvy and minded guys for an extreme activity/travel reality show. This is the kid that goes off of jumps made out of snow bigger than my house with a snowboard attached to his body, has surfed and snowboarded in NZ on the same day, worked as a water rafting guide, lived in a tent on the north shore of Oahu for a stretch and takes what I consider to be unreasonable risks, like flipping off of rocks into the gorges of Ithaca. Imagine how proud I would be as a mom to describe his latest job, risking life and limb on kooky reality tv. I hope he gets it!
And I missed the opening day of softball season yesterday, which made me sad. Tianna's team won.
I crave returning to a normal life, but since I haven't had that any time in the recent past I won't necessarily expect any miracles.
Live life to the fullest and pursue truth. It always prevails.
Peace.
Yesterday was a slow day. I think every word I wrote got written syllable by syllable. It was arduous and solitary. Obviously I prefer it when inspiration strikes and the thoughts and words just flow. Today was more like that...
And I am now down to the last four stories, and only one of them needs a completely new story.
And then I will wait for feedback and tweak as necessary.
In the meantime my it also means my time in Roatan is almost up. I won't miss the bugs, which still bite despite OFF, but I know I shouldn't get Malaria since I am taking the meds, so despite being bitten I shouldn't get sick. Heaven knows I don't have time to get sick...
I will miss the tranquility, simplicity and beauty.
I will miss Kent, the owner's observations on life which included an impromptu gathering at a picnic table where we ate homemade pastels (I am sure I have that written incorrectly) yummy chicken stuffed baked tortillas that a lady walking along the beach sold. He treated me and all his helpers to as many as we wanted. The spirit of sharing, hanging out and a community of caring was evident and palpable. It was church...
I ate dinner tonight with Miss Peggy and three of the volunteers at Rotisserie Chicken, one of the few restaurants that is still around West Bay since the first time I came to the Island. Many others have come and gone. A wonderful full chicken meal can be had for $7. Great for the budget traveller.
Despite running away to an island off the coast of Central America, Nicole still managed to find me while I was writing this afternoon, courtesy of AIM on my computer. She has found a dog she MUST adopt on Petfinder.com, and this was brought to my attention while I am several hundred miles away from home.
The only thing that topped it was receiving a subpoena earlier in the week, but that's another story...
Matt applied for a job that his name written all over it, so if it is what is meant to be, I pray it be. It is a casting call for crazy, extreme sports, travel savvy and minded guys for an extreme activity/travel reality show. This is the kid that goes off of jumps made out of snow bigger than my house with a snowboard attached to his body, has surfed and snowboarded in NZ on the same day, worked as a water rafting guide, lived in a tent on the north shore of Oahu for a stretch and takes what I consider to be unreasonable risks, like flipping off of rocks into the gorges of Ithaca. Imagine how proud I would be as a mom to describe his latest job, risking life and limb on kooky reality tv. I hope he gets it!
And I missed the opening day of softball season yesterday, which made me sad. Tianna's team won.
I crave returning to a normal life, but since I haven't had that any time in the recent past I won't necessarily expect any miracles.
Live life to the fullest and pursue truth. It always prevails.
Peace.
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