Friday, August 08, 2003
the mist here is almost like smog. i was prepared for the cool temperatures, but the haze really took me back. it's never clear here.
we hiked a mountain yesterday (at home, it's a hill. here, gigantic). we couldn't find the path home and these two beautiful elderly scots took us there in their nice car. we had just been looking at them--they were lying in the sun on the grass, him shirtless and her in a camisole, and we were placing bets on whether they were going to do it when they got home. i felt bad that i'd been talking about them when they did such a nice thing for us, but really it was out of admiration. they were the hottest looking old people i'd seen in a long time.
being together has to be really good to be worth being together. and funnily, it is. i was trying to articulate the series of good/ungood/good/good/great/anger/good/sleep and i can't, really, but thinking of it that way is large for me.
something about being artistically frustrated in scotland brings out the good loving, though. gracious. this body feels like it's sixteen and finding its lovelegs again. i was afraid that was gone.
we hiked a mountain yesterday (at home, it's a hill. here, gigantic). we couldn't find the path home and these two beautiful elderly scots took us there in their nice car. we had just been looking at them--they were lying in the sun on the grass, him shirtless and her in a camisole, and we were placing bets on whether they were going to do it when they got home. i felt bad that i'd been talking about them when they did such a nice thing for us, but really it was out of admiration. they were the hottest looking old people i'd seen in a long time.
being together has to be really good to be worth being together. and funnily, it is. i was trying to articulate the series of good/ungood/good/good/great/anger/good/sleep and i can't, really, but thinking of it that way is large for me.
something about being artistically frustrated in scotland brings out the good loving, though. gracious. this body feels like it's sixteen and finding its lovelegs again. i was afraid that was gone.
