IN THE ADOBE ABODE
Its funny how life works in phases. My recent days have consisted of awakening with the sun in this bright white living room which is currently my bedroom until I aquire some manner of geriatric push button operated hospital bed to decorate my real boudoir. The mornings (or afternoons, lately. The days keep starting later) have been spent coffeeing and bathing, and the evenings devoted to reading, designing, writing, mending things I should have mended years ago, cooking actual meals with actual nutritional value, and scheming with Diana to beat the world record of nonsensical inside jokes.
Our dearly departed Amber (only until January, thank god!) has gone to meet–not her maker, but the brilliant Agent Ribbons for the remainder of their latest tour, (I’ll be joining up on Dec. 8th) and all my favorite people, new and old, present and missed, are congealing into a massive heart shaped growth in my chest that is continuing to swell with love and hope and I haven’t been this content in a very long time.
There is something about this town. I feel calm here.
xox
the last part – “and all my favorite people…” – i feel like i’ve written those exact same words about this place before. (or felt them at least…)
i felt really lost here for a while after i returned, but it feels like “home” is slowly moving back to this town as well. i think i just came back a little sooner than it did.
i’m so happy you “get it” about this place. it’s such a strange, comforting town, even on its bad days.
there is a lot of magic around us…
you haven’t even seen the beginning of it
x0
Don’t you ever call me a growth.