back in the lake of whiteness...


Okay so I'm a little behind with the blogging this week because I've been jumping around a bit but here we all are. So I camped and hiked in Shenandoah Valley for a few days, until I got a weird rash on my arm which frightened me so I had to leave. It has since dissipated with the assistance of a proper shower and some hydrocortisone cream. Camping alone for the first time was very very scary but I'm happy that I did it. As I was hiking through the woods during the day, I realized that I don't think I've ever been quite that alone before, with no one around for miles. Crazy! You're never more than 20 feet from another human being in NYC. The loneliness concept made me a little wary, but it was also kind of liberating because I didn't have to think about anything other than what my own body and what it was doing. Sorry to get a little hippie-dippie for a moment, but just let me get an idea across. In my yoga practice I've heard teachers say that you should be thankful for your body and everything that it does, but that idea didn't sink in for me until this week. This week I realized that when it comes down to it your physical body is what propels you through every single thing in your life, so you better damn well make sure you take care of it and treat it right! Eat your vegetables and don't do drugs, and everything will work out fine...

After Shenandoah I stopped by my folk's house in Northern Virginia for a big family party, which of course quickly deteriorated into a drunken bru-ha-ha. We were all dressed very nice. Now I'm back in beauuuuuutiful White Lake NY for a visit with my favorite boys, because I miss them so so much when I'm gone! Oh yeah and I made a pit stop in Brooklyn, because I miss my peeps there too. Did I leave anywhere out? Who cares if I did?

xo
m.

9:04 AM;

Like a drifter i was born to walk alone...