Sunday, February 23, 2014

Massachusetts, here I am.

It's beautiful here in the summer. The whole state is like a vacation site. I've been to Cape Cod finally. I've seen hills and dales that look like pastoral European scenes. 

Running to Stand Still

It appears as though I am having difficulty staying put anywhere. Here I have landed in Philadelphia by way of a small detour in New England. It was lovely there, one of the most beautiful places I have seen. But it is not for me. I'm not sure what is for me, but I imagine it will garner me an obscene amount of frequent flyer miles.

So the scene is set on a new city, but the players are the same. Everyone has shuffled to new cities and proximities have changed, and so have the nature of our relationships. But we are thankfully still here. And I welcome the new players. Similar themes run through my life like armature and people tend to fall along those lines in my life. I enjoy it so because the themes are built on things I love, inspired by people I love. Life gets richer all the time. And everyone is starting to look the same to me.

Philadelphia is very strange. To me, it is a weird combination of cities: part Milwaukee, part Chicago, part New York and yet all its own thing. I am finding my way around and trying to fit in. At this point in life I feel like I should have a greater grasp on my whereabouts, so occasionally I bump up against some frustration not knowing where to get something or how to give directions. But I am getting very good at finding the immediate things I need. Good coffee (Italian), a spot for wine, brunch, used music, a place to see a show. I'd like to add a spa or a sauna to that list going forward. I plan to travel much more in the future. Because it is always better when you are moving.