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December 12, 2004
Down the Mountain
First off one thing I forgot to mention was the weird demonstration I discovered down on Castro as I headed for the bus Friday night. Not expecting much except running to the pharmacy for an umbrella and flashlight (necessities at Heartwood), I ran into this demonstration crossing the street in the middle, which consisted of a marching band playing weird music and a bunch of people in cheerleading costumes crawling across the street, doing weird sexual positions with their bodies, as well as some very sexual positions within the group. Being I had my camera, I had to take some video.
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This morning was nice. Woke up around 6:45 (about 15 minutes before the alarm went off). I jumped in the shower. Now the showers and bathrooms are separate from the rooms, so I had to get dressed to go outside and walk over to the showers, just to undress. It felt good though to shower and freshen up.
Josh slept in till about 7:45 (not really sleeping in). When he got up, we headed up to the lodge for breakfast. Breakfast I have to say was delicious again (as well as unique). It seems the only thing that I didn’t enjoy was the carrot soup. You don’t want to know what it taste like (trust me).
After breakfast we left back down the mountain in order to catch the bus. I made a mistake in the time and thought it was going to arrive at 11:05. It was actually 11:40 so not only were we a half hour early, but had an extra 35 minutes to wait. It went by quickly as we watched the people go in and out of the restaurant. The bus stop mind you is a small space along side of the road with no terminal or anything. Pull over parking more or less.
The bus ride so far is going smoothly (I'm still on the bus since I didn’t mention it before). I'm almost home to San Francisco. All in all it was a great weekend. I wish there was more time but I have comfort in knowing Josh will be down on Thursday and will be on break for two weeks. YAY!!!! I'm looking forward to it.
I did a quick look back on the past year. Wow, what an amazing year its been. I cant believe Ive been in San Francisco for over 6 months now and finally feeling its home. I think about the place I was in as well as Josh and realize how much improvement has come out of the past year. Last year at this time, Josh was getting ready to fly out to CA, with no direction of where he was going or how he was going to get here. I was feeling like I was stuck in the same rut in Rochester, with no idea how we were going to make our dreams happen.
Now, with me in San Francisco, living life and Josh going to school in
Garberville, it almost seems like we’ve come a long way. Gone that extra mile, made it happen and we are well on our way to successful lives, together and within our own selves. Its quite an achievement going from just an idea to a living reality. I have to give credit to Josh for making this happen, since he was the one who realized nearly a year ago what he wanted to do. From there it was inevitable.
So almost to Oakland and almost home. Another thing to touch on, is I
finished the book Animal Farm. I read it long ago (about 20 years now) and I guess being 15, and not really knowing what politics was all about, I didnt get alot of it. I mean I knew it was political but didnt realize the extent of it. Now after finishing it for the second time, I wonder what the intent was. Was it about over throwing the government, was it about democracy (or lack of), was it about the differences in race (some being smarter than others), was it about slavery and the truth that no one is truly free. I guess all of these are possibilities to me. Ill have to research it further to find out what others interpretations are.
Another thing that I got from the book is how it reflected upon my life. Perhaps its safe to say many peoples lives in several situations but the one that truly got me thinking was toward the end, where all the animals grew older, none of them got their pensions, and reflecting back upon the whole experience. It makes me think about life. So many memories but can I trust them? Can I be certain they all really happened the way I remember them?
We go through life and with each day comes a new person. The people who lived my experiences with me, perhaps tell a different tale of the event. Im most certain they do. With each generation, its handed down a story and with each generation, the story is different. I guess its best to take the memories we do have and accept them as being as close to the truth as we can. Its just sad how memories fade as time goes by. Thank God for journals.
On that note, Im home again, in my apartment. My roommate seems to have taken fancy to the red head that I met last week in passing which is kind of cool. I seemed to have set it up or at least set the up the possibility on Friday before I left. Today I got home, they were cuddling on the couch, I went in the bathroom and there were 2 towels, and an extra toothbrush. We all know what that means. Anyway, we shall watch and see how it goes. Ill keep my fingers crossed for the best. Till next time PEACE!
Posted by Des at December 12, 2004 06:39 PM
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