A Drift...

After recently moving out, without a real move in to follow it up, I have felt a little ungrounded.  It's a funny lesson.  After spending two years in my backpack, four walls and a room to call my own were almost a novelty.  Now that I am without these elements, their full value is clearly understood.  My life and work are currently scattered throughout the city, boxed up in a circus shed or in desperate need of repair.  It's rough too, because I was just starting to gain momentum.  Now the challenge will be to hold that energy on my own as I have very little space to plant it...  I guess I will see what sorts of hospitality Bellingham has to offer.  It won't be too long though.  Soon, we will have a place to call our own and a dangerous level of creative freedom.  I am sure I will survive this next step but I am cetainly looking forward to life after this phase...  Until Then.... Be Well.