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12.10.09

winterizing




settling in
my nook, cozy and warm
my surroundings please me
ready to snuggle in for the coming seasons
but
still restless...
dreams of travels fill my sleep and peek into my days.
thoughts of dirty toes, stream baths, coastal Oregon, medium format documentation,
dark circle travel eyes, timeless days, discoveries, late night car radio stations, sugary teeth and tongues, travel gut, roadside fruit finds, roadside tree climbs, contortion sleep, endless fields and farms and signs, memories of childhood travel, glove boxes overflowing with maps, sunflower seeds scattered on floorboards, stories, singalongs, greasy diners, and realizing that there are many, many, many, ways to live.

but until that there is this ...and this... is where i am and where i am content to be for now...
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