 I've taken a fairly long hiatus from the blogoshpere. I like being offline and enjoy the sweet respite it brings; but unfortunately, I've also been away from my own headspace--my thoughts more akin to balloons flying high above anything that would make sense of them. It's been a good few months of rolling with the punches without a moment to my own version of events. I have been traveling far and wide: visiting a distant home in Manila, before visiting a less-distant home in Chicago; and shortly after, receiving a friend from my past home of London to stay with me in San Francisco for a month. We've trekked to the mountains of the west coast; the beaches of southern California; the dry desert of Death Valley; the neon lights of Vegas; and the astronomical crevices of the Grand Canyon in Arizona. I have not stopped to process any of it. Not yet. This blog entry is my first attempt to resuscitate all connections dormant within me.
I've taken a fairly long hiatus from the blogoshpere. I like being offline and enjoy the sweet respite it brings; but unfortunately, I've also been away from my own headspace--my thoughts more akin to balloons flying high above anything that would make sense of them. It's been a good few months of rolling with the punches without a moment to my own version of events. I have been traveling far and wide: visiting a distant home in Manila, before visiting a less-distant home in Chicago; and shortly after, receiving a friend from my past home of London to stay with me in San Francisco for a month. We've trekked to the mountains of the west coast; the beaches of southern California; the dry desert of Death Valley; the neon lights of Vegas; and the astronomical crevices of the Grand Canyon in Arizona. I have not stopped to process any of it. Not yet. This blog entry is my first attempt to resuscitate all connections dormant within me. 
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Still Here In My Lazy Bones
 I've taken a fairly long hiatus from the blogoshpere. I like being offline and enjoy the sweet respite it brings; but unfortunately, I've also been away from my own headspace--my thoughts more akin to balloons flying high above anything that would make sense of them. It's been a good few months of rolling with the punches without a moment to my own version of events. I have been traveling far and wide: visiting a distant home in Manila, before visiting a less-distant home in Chicago; and shortly after, receiving a friend from my past home of London to stay with me in San Francisco for a month. We've trekked to the mountains of the west coast; the beaches of southern California; the dry desert of Death Valley; the neon lights of Vegas; and the astronomical crevices of the Grand Canyon in Arizona. I have not stopped to process any of it. Not yet. This blog entry is my first attempt to resuscitate all connections dormant within me.
I've taken a fairly long hiatus from the blogoshpere. I like being offline and enjoy the sweet respite it brings; but unfortunately, I've also been away from my own headspace--my thoughts more akin to balloons flying high above anything that would make sense of them. It's been a good few months of rolling with the punches without a moment to my own version of events. I have been traveling far and wide: visiting a distant home in Manila, before visiting a less-distant home in Chicago; and shortly after, receiving a friend from my past home of London to stay with me in San Francisco for a month. We've trekked to the mountains of the west coast; the beaches of southern California; the dry desert of Death Valley; the neon lights of Vegas; and the astronomical crevices of the Grand Canyon in Arizona. I have not stopped to process any of it. Not yet. This blog entry is my first attempt to resuscitate all connections dormant within me. 
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