GIRL'S GONE CHILD
Monday, December 30, 2013
First time on my computer in a week. It's been a nice (and extremely therapeutic) break. (More soon on all of the things that have been bubbling up in my head these past few days. The end of the year is ripe with thoughts and their ambitions, but also a sort of quiet that tells. To unplug is to realize the importance of the mulling and the sitting and the stirring, instead of, you know, trying to set fireworks into a sky exploding with more fireworks, surrounded by more fireworks and hands that have been blown off in the process of trying to set fireworks on top of the other fireworks, baby you're a firework.)
We spent the week at my parents' house with my brother and sister and future sister-in-law who were in town, and Hal who had to keep driving back and forth because of work it's all about the Benjamins, baby. The weather was heatwave central so we spent the majority of our time at the beach with rolled jeans and squinty eyes as the kids Bo bombed sand hills on her boogie board and Revi and Fable played tag with the waves.
More soon. In the meantime, here's a lovely little jam that sounds kind of like the sea.