to believe in this livin'

Again, I let another month get away from me with only 2 posts. Apologies. And now that Ms. Nola has been requesting some blogging, I figure I should oblige. Maybe, if I break the silence, a flurry of writings about Palin and new music and StL culture will unfold. It is almost fall, my favorite time for curling up with a cup of coffee on a Sunday morning (post-pancakes, of course) and letting the thoughts flow. Just need to reintroduce the habit, I guess.

All this lack of blogging is to say that life has been really, really, good of late. The end of August brought some new people into my life- an awesome roommate who shares my name, as well as a new friend/morethanfriend who feels like a very old one... someone I feel like I could have befriended a long time ago, but for whatever reason has entered my life right now, at what seems like an ideal time all around. It's funny to find myself in a place that I haven't been in a decade. But what's probably more important beyond the labels of whom I am dating (bah on one-sided views of gender and sexuality!) is the fact that the Good Doctor makes me happy. And laughs at my jokes.

In my last post before all this adventure, I talked about how we reconnect with what we have experienced before, particularly music. And that these things have the potential to make fresh marks upon us. I find it striking that having written those words, I then stumbled across opportunities for breaking new ground in my life. Like singing REM and the Pixies and John Prine completely off-key around a campfire... I am so thankful for the ability to recognize, embrace, and run with what is happening around me. Fresh marks, indeed.