Written on the Light Rail
May. 14th, 2011 08:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rainspiritTired.
But otherwise, it's been a good day. From 11:00 onwards, it was pure crazy nervous adrenaline going on a southbound Seattle bus to meet a woman I've known for two years, but have never met in person - a woman who, I found out, referred to me as "The Random Canadian" for the first year that she knew me, which I found rather charming. Visiting both her and her beloved roommate - one of whom I also converse with online - has been the biggest highlight of this trip, even with the wonderful food and cheese and wine and all the luxuries of the people I'm staying with.
I'm on a "light rail" now, on the way to my friends once more, to go off to a late night movie. It's going to be interesting to see how I hold up, seeing as I'm practically kaput on a mental level. As I get older, I begin to feel the limitations... I'm sure that if I didn't have these wonderful headphones, the noise-cancelling ones, I wouldn't be able to go for as long as I have today. Wonderful inventions - expensive as hell, but so incredibly, incredibly indispensable. I rate it on the same level as my computer these days.
Seattle still makes me nervous, but I'm getting over myself. Slowly, slowly, slowly, I'm becoming used to this place, and used to myself as a visitor/guest/tourist. It helps that I have friends here to ferry me about.
THere are things that can be improved in my life. There are things that could be better, but for now, things are fairly swell indeed. I have a good life, and I am always thankful for this brain of mine - one that lets me take in the world and interpret with beauteous expression.
In spite of all the things I lack, in this moment, I am truly grateful to be who I am, where I am, at this time. I do not always expect to be in this gracious mode, so I pray that when I do meander off, I find my way back here soon.
Life is a gift.
But otherwise, it's been a good day. From 11:00 onwards, it was pure crazy nervous adrenaline going on a southbound Seattle bus to meet a woman I've known for two years, but have never met in person - a woman who, I found out, referred to me as "The Random Canadian" for the first year that she knew me, which I found rather charming. Visiting both her and her beloved roommate - one of whom I also converse with online - has been the biggest highlight of this trip, even with the wonderful food and cheese and wine and all the luxuries of the people I'm staying with.
I'm on a "light rail" now, on the way to my friends once more, to go off to a late night movie. It's going to be interesting to see how I hold up, seeing as I'm practically kaput on a mental level. As I get older, I begin to feel the limitations... I'm sure that if I didn't have these wonderful headphones, the noise-cancelling ones, I wouldn't be able to go for as long as I have today. Wonderful inventions - expensive as hell, but so incredibly, incredibly indispensable. I rate it on the same level as my computer these days.
Seattle still makes me nervous, but I'm getting over myself. Slowly, slowly, slowly, I'm becoming used to this place, and used to myself as a visitor/guest/tourist. It helps that I have friends here to ferry me about.
THere are things that can be improved in my life. There are things that could be better, but for now, things are fairly swell indeed. I have a good life, and I am always thankful for this brain of mine - one that lets me take in the world and interpret with beauteous expression.
In spite of all the things I lack, in this moment, I am truly grateful to be who I am, where I am, at this time. I do not always expect to be in this gracious mode, so I pray that when I do meander off, I find my way back here soon.
Life is a gift.