So it seems. Last November was the last time I hit these here keypads... this happens. Happens every year. I take a drop off the techno and get back to the roots.
Countless new endeavours have arisen in my life- all seemed to bombard me in the same few months time- I'm just now coming up for air to process and place these happenings.
A little help came by way of Mexico. My love and I took 2 weeks to escape, and we did just that.
A place where nothing is impossible, where new instruments are strummed, new chords are hummed, new applications and implications revealed. This is heaven. Pure bliss. As soon as the guards are down, something magical happens. You have freed yourself of all expectation and distant memories, and for me, I ran as a 10 year old girl again, wild and free, through the Pacific shores of Mexico. 1 bag, 4 books, and the love of my life beside me.
Sending you all love and happiest of days.