writing an essay

Something I think I would like to do right now. I would like to be able to sit in my room with it's green painted walls, big, open windows, soft music playing on my stereo, cat curled next to me, with my computer on my lap, so I can write. I don't care what I'm writing, I just want to write. I would like some tortilla chips and a glass of water to snack on. I want to write all morning and most of the day. By evening I would feel accomplished, and proceed to spend time in the kitchen with my mom who is sitting at the island with a glass of wine and a catalogue, waiting for her soup to cook, with Nina Simone playing in the background.


The next morning I would spend my morning cleaning the kitchen. Rowan would come over, and we would have coffee and chat and listen to good music, and once I finish cleaning we would go into the TV room and watch Storage Wars, or Buried Alive (Extreme Hoarding).

These are things I miss doing... Things that my heart is aching for. And what my soul is aching for? My soul is aching for meditation at my altar, for that deep connection with Earth and Elements to be re-bonded. And of course, my soul is aching for the horse. To be on a horse, to play with a horse, to communicate and build relationships with a horse.

Thankfully, I only have a bit longer to wait until I get to do these things again.