i am an unrequited astronomer, pretend patient, gentle adventurer, pedal enthusiast, recovering calligrapher, occasional thespian and unfinished poet living in portland, oregon. contacting me via email is usually a good idea.
2:17 PM:
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advent calendar, day 22: "make your world beautiful."
it's the shortest day of the year. it's hard for me to believe the days have been getting darker because it feels like i haven't really noticed. i think i expected this to be the hardest part about moving here, the rain and the dark. but i've been here about 6 months, and nothing has happened the way i expected. so now that the days will start to lengthen, can life get any better? (well, yes, more money and maybe more sleep, but really, i can't complain. it's a metaphor, people, work with me! ;)
since it's the solstice, you can thank the powell's newsletter for this bit:
The solstice sun lurks over the horizon like an overburdened balloon, drifting sideways in the wind. Will the shade not lift from our dark lawn all day? It seems less likely all the time; a bit desperately, perhaps, several proactive members of the newsletter audience have climbed into the high, bright branches of bordering maples to catch what light they can.
after finishing a calligraphic piece (sven's xmas present for his parents), i went to bed around 5 a.m. and michael began to wake me up at 6:30 so i could take him to the train station. he'll be gone till saturday night. guh. my brain is barely functioning.