It's a place in space. A place to call my very own. I will be thirty in less than 2 months. I thought about writing in my journal again. This is better. This feels like yes. In this blog I ponder, discuss, vent, revel and normalize for all the world to see. No big deal. And so it begins.
Today was the first day after the Canucks played their last minutes on the ice. Last night as the game concluded I had the thought that maybe those guys are real tired. They also have this beautiful city surrounding them beckoning to them to get off the ice. And the injuries need to heal. Plus I gotta go play in the sun too. So the beach will be full and campin and fishin shall begin. Imagine if the Canucks made it further into the playoffs, what that would do for left coast culture? Not sure if I will see that in my lifetime of heartache that is canuck fandom, so all I have is my imagination....I believe though. I gotta do something with this huge crush on Kesler. My back is kinda bummed from lifting too much stuff at work and getting gently nudged by a motor vehicle from behind. A massage, Epsom's salt bath and rest have reduced my body to a nice warm salty mass eagerly tapping out her first blog. Oh and my back feels okay too. The city kinda felt like it was in collective depression today but I think that had alot to do with how I was feeling physically. Meeting up with my best friend from when I was 13 tomorrow. Should be interesting. Hopefully I will have something to say everyday that is somewhat remarkable but if not it's probably because I am too busy, not because I stop thinking. I will always be thinking, learning, and growing. And thanks to those of you that inspire creativity within me....and sharing.
