Monday, April 18, 2011

and yet still it's this neglected space to which i find myself returning.

this morning. thursday, in noank. "i'm fourteen.  it's sunday night. it's spring break.  i want to hang out with my friends." working. anna at fenwick. and my absence has been so much about what is going on in our life, rather than any stand i'm taking about being here. and i love all the things opening up and blooming around us. and i love the changes taking place within and around me. and i'm thankful for the challenges, for they are making me think and making me see my place at it is; so lucky and fortunate and full. and the first bird starts singing at five thirty, and i wake with it and have a few minutes awake then, to panic and reassess and be glad for the two more hours before i need to reckon. and i've said it before, but i love it all. xo, tt