vacation (life)

I am currently enjoying my second day of vacation. So far, it has been devoid of many things I often associate with my life--interaction, movement, um...personal maintenance. Wonderful and horrible. I think I am wired to need these days. Normally, I am a fan of interacting with my world. Every few weeks, however, I seem to need a break. So, I took one.

I think it's almost over. I have turned off the television and put on music. I am hydrating. I am planning to take a shower which is followed by hair brushing. [Yesterday's shower did not involve the hair brushing part. I am now sporting hair that makes me look like a Jersey girl and adds a few inches to my 5 foot 7 self.]

All of this alone time has given me the chance to think about some things. First of all, I am hardly ever alone anymore. I lived on my own for four years and had all sorts of alone time rituals. Now, I have rediscovered the joy of having people around all of the time and I have kind of forgotten how to keep myself entertained. I also forgot the slight panic I can feel when I am alone in an apartment at night. There were some major boogy-man thoughts and "what was that?" moments last night. But, I made it through and my dear friend is flying in tonight. So, that problem should solve itself.

Since my friend is coming into town, I've been doing a little research on the things I want to do while she is here. Some of the highlights include a 40 foot grass slope (which you can roll down) at a gallery in Soho, a multi-media exhibit on plants and fungi, and a circuit bending festival.

I want our week to be filled with good things--food, sites, events. But, I also want to show her my favorites: the park, the walks, the tiny little shop with the best coffee...my world. When she showed me her world, she showed me beautiful hikes, community, and an idea of what life in northern NM looks like. I want her to get to see the context of my life. It makes things better when you are so far apart.