Life seems to be full of reincarnations. Every morning is a reincarnation of the past morning, when I wake up to my cell alarm or a brightening sky, and the feeling I entered the sleep-bardo with last night as often as not has reincarnated in the morning with my mind. I pad downstairs to grind and brew new coffee, whose smell and taste are a reminder of yesterday's first cup too. And everytime I feel like my life, my relationships, my love has reached a new high it is reincarnated into a crisis, a loss, a mistake that echos the past.
1 Moving van
3 Friends bribed to help with promises of beer and pizza
4 Days spent packing
5 Stores visited to collect enough boxes
6 Arguments over packing the dishes, packing the glasses, packing the art, packing the music, packing the computers, and packing the wine
7 Hours driving
8 Hours at a hotel
9 More hours driving
10 Solid hours unpacking the 1 moving van and 2 cars
11 Days unpacking all those boxes
12 Bottles of wine that helped the job along
Hi! Thanks for visiting Mountain Freak. Sorry about this - I changed the URL to better reflect what my blog was about. I'm holding onto this site as a potential home for my creative writing. My working blog is now at climbskirun.blogspot.com. Please visit there for content: Climb. Ski. Run. Sleep. Repeat.
Single Shot is my collection of creative and short writing - the "bits and bobs" that don't quite fit into the trip reports and gear reviews filling my other blog, Climb.Ski.Run.Sleep.Repeat. I figure if I'm going to be an addict to something caffeine is better then the arsenal of other recreation drugs, legal and ill, that are available. So coffee is good, but like any addict I've stopped noticing the effects. So when I want a real kick in between the eyes I make a red-eye: coffee with a shot of espresso. That's my goal for this blog: mountain inspired quick bits to hit a spot in the head or the heart. Say less. Mean more.