obama is here as president and many tears were shed . now the drama of the election will be replaced with the reality of action. it feels like a whole pot of energy has been tired up that had laid as stagment sediment of lives- people who had settled into the malaise of george bush's ineptitude and harsh reign well now the atmosphere feels lighter and i am proud for the first time to be an american.
a weight has been lifted from a country and well we are making progress already in having elected obama. i was for hillary and still am but damn he made me cry too just like she did.
is this just a new phase of life when thirty hits where politics make you cry? i dont know where this new emotive outpoorting came from but it has only happened since hillary. what the hell?
i am curious to see where it goes from here and the contagiousness of it all spreads like already melted butter on an already warm roll...mm like a butter sponge . i hope life becomes more like an edible butter sponge.
the fog was here all day- from 8 am til dark it had the same thickness of fog, which was pretty mystical walking over in carkeek park up to the hill and down another path- hearing but not seeing the water the edge just being a line with soft white cloudy fairy ridden cotten cushioning it's less scary nonendingness. hearing the train and again not seeing anything just like everything past 15 feet beomes a soundtrack and could be a tramp in the bush with a boombox- ok a really good stereosystem with appropriatly placed speakers. i have been trying to write in the mornings i have had two days out of about a week. i have a sleeping dog on my right side keeping me relaxed and warm all at once.
and speaking of things to do , more yoga.
right now...
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