Well, so far the mid-west isn't really treating me that badly. I am a little starved now and again for contact with people to converse with outside my family, but slowly and surely i'm getting out and about and talking with people. Mostly I keep finding that people that I would normally be able to talk with a bit, i'm hitting a wall. I don't know if it's just me (probably is) but one way or another I'll get around it. I feel that whenever I come to the mid-west that part of me gets eroded... as though something in the atmosphere out here corrodes the things about me that I like. I believe that immersion in this climate for some odd reason breeds an unconscience urge to settle down and become docile. I swear, if I find out it's in the water, i'll drink nothing but Mountain Dew until i get home. That and Bourbon (but probably not together)...
At my Dad's shop I'm learning some of the work that goes into being a jeweler. I can engrave things pretty well, and i've been getting better at soldering. I can clean and polish most metals. I like the time I spend with him learning how to do these things, I just wish we had time to set up really lessons rather then on-the-fly patches of learning. I'm happy for what I can get tho. . .
Mom is doing well; she's as feisty as ever. It has been really good to see her again, although sometimes she can be still a little to pampering. I can mostly get to the point where I'm fine and accept it, since I know that someday I won't have the opportunity. I am learning to cherish things, i think.
There are wild animals in these parts to be sure:
Seriously though, on my way up to Milligan from Concordia, i noticed a coyote standing all alone in the middle of a snowy field. Yes, I kick myself for not having my camera with me... I'm going to try and carry it more often and be better about posting and/or uploading pics... You know, in the old days you'd need to be shanghaied into looking at vacation slides after dinner at a friend's house... now you're constantly subjected to them from all sorts of people.
Funny ol' world, isn't it?
I want to say that I miss a very large portion of you... most likely all, but I can never be sure who's really reading this. I feel a little like i'm drowning out here, not in the thrashing and splashing, but in that slowly sinking and being submerged, calm as ice. I think this is indicitive of a social creature who feels completely out of it's arena... or a pilgrim in an unholy land.
Oh well... the moon tonight was beautiful, all shining blue upon the snowy fields. Maybe I can learn to take comfort in everything if i try hard enough...
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... and if I succeed I'll let you know...
Current Location: |
Dad's Shop |
Current Mood: |
centering - ish |
Current Music: |
The Incredible String Band / Richard Thompson |
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