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Month: February, 2013

View from a Sunday

And on a day I went to yoga, no less!

Been walkin an awful lot lately. Seeing ridiculous, wonderful things. Like a chicken, running away down an alley, white tufted bottom bouncing.

and personal? Or detached?

Like the words “S & M Forever!” spray-painted onto the sidewalk, as I am listening to talk of the myth of sex addiction as it relates to BDSM on the Savage Love podcast.

photo shoot

And other strange beauties. I don’t mean to brag, or to presume, but life feels pretty fateful right now. Well, equal parts fate, happenstance, and serendipity.

Things are good, and things are about to change, and change is good. That’s all.

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Quality Time is Running Out

~OR~

Sister Sleepover, Round 2

@ Café on 1st

I realized recently how little time I have left–less than 5 weeks as I write this. The cold, the inversion, and the exciting/comforting/strange feeling of being newly married to my favorite person in the world had caused an intense bout of nesting.

Which is fine, except that in less than 5 weeks I’ll be able to see Chad every day, while I have to make due with letters, emails, phone calls and skype for all my other “other halves.” My dear, sweet friends and family. They are a rad bunch, and I am committed to hanging out with them in earnest, while there’s still time.

(photo credit: Miss Rose)

Last weekend I had a sister sleepover with Rosie, drinking and dancing with Griggs and the Stephanies, and a chakra workshop (it’s true, it’s all true) with Nicole.

inspiration credit: Rosie

While busy social whirlwind weekends like that used to overwhelm me, now it seems like it’s not enough. I’ve even made a To-Friendship list, just to ensure that I get to spend individual quality time with my greatest loves.

Because list-making–like running, or baking, or Dance Party of One–is a coping mechanism. And I am coping with the fact that I will miss my friends more than I could ever possible put into words, let alone a bulleted checklist.

But it’s a start.

…and an Easy Morning

focus on the recipe card

Simple. Kitchen. Baking. Tea. Sunlight. To-Do lists. Writing. A studio apartment. Happy husband. Blue bed. Stacks of books.

focusing on the bowl

It may not be perfect, but it’s mine, and I like it. It fits me well.

I think I’ve heard them call this contentment.

A Long Day

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Coping with a Camera

I didn't even let running late stop me from documentation--such is my devotion

A week ago I worked a double: 6am to 6pm with only an hour’s break for lunch (and/or napping) in between.

I know this is a thing that many people do, all the time, no big deal. But for me, working so much takes an instant toll. Knowing myself better means recognizing that if I spend too much of my time giving it up for the man, then I will hate myself, and life, and everyone’s stupid face.

But balancing 3 part-time jobs is tricky, and I found myself staring down a long, hard day in the cold, grey heart of winter. Kind of a bummer.

Except that…I’m trying to complain less. To be more grateful. To deal, and to remember that this, too, shall pass. Which is why I turned a bummer of a day into a self-assigned photo journal project. Hurrah for me, and even if I’m the only one cheering, it’s good to be cheerful. Here you go:

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