so much is the same, so much different

i found myself a new computer, so i'm hoping updates won't be so hard to come by anymore.

i'm compiling a list of books to read this winter after the market season is over...mostly stuff on sustainable agriculture, community living, and beautiful women.

i'm going to live on a goat dairy in november.

i have a new favorite tea, blackberry and sage, and i'll choose it over coffee any day.

the only poem i've written in the past year was scrawled onto the floor of the temple at burning man. as i watched the temple burn the last night of the festival i realized i'd never be able to recreate that piece, but now i know i've still got a poem or two in me.

my time and efforts are worth it. i'm not settling anymore. and i'm not taking your disrespect.

i have a new-found love for an old one, and he has a new-found humility and awe towards "us". i'm thinking we may be in it for the long haul.

rain is love here in tacoma, and i'm getting ready for the long months of it ahead.