Operation: Abandon-the-Desert and Move-to-the-Snow is about to commence. in T-minus eleven hours I will pack myself into a car with my lovely family and traipse up to Hume. After a week of merry-making they're leaving me to fend for myself, living in the basement of the cabin, eating Ramen and a few other goodies, and writing..
Writing writing writing.
Fortunately, my "confrontation with nature" involves something that will look more like: me, sitting in a dark room at a tall black table, staring out sliding glass doors at the piles of snow, and sipping hot chocolate between lines of poetry. No campfires or tents or bear attacks. Unless I get cabin fever and need an adventure.
I hope my mom doesn't read that.
The point is: 1. I will have internet. 2. The connection is not reliable. 3. There is no cell phone service. and 4. No, I am not giving out the cabin number.
Iso. Lation.
Crazy. Let's hope my brains either stay in my head where they belong, or escape onto the blank pages to produce some magnificent work of genius that gets me into grad school. Or else just lets me retire for life ;-)
just kidding.
Here I go.
Oh, one more thing; When I get back to civilization, I'm taking a trip up north to San Fran to check out the Pirate apartment. I may get a peg-leg after all.
Pray for my Sanity. Pray for my Future. Pray for my Patience.
But above all, be really jealous you don't have my life right now.
heh heh heh.
Mmmkay. Here I come, Nature. God: do what You will with me.
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