Things go up and they go down. This season is good at reminding me of the true pace of the universe. While I was in Florida, things got stagnant for me, not because living near the ocean and under the sun are un-stimulating, but because I haven't been tried in the ways I have been since I moved to a place where seasons change. I realize I'm being vague, but after sitting at a desk with my elbows pressed on the tabletop and my fingers pressing my eyeballs all day today, these kinds of vagueties feel like I'm squeezing the release valve on an overblown beach ball.update: my car, she still runs!
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