Detournement

it's always a strange back and forth here.  recently especially so, but today the sun and the temperature met up and decided to give spring a try, so their joint powers are making my insides feel a little more sunny than average.

the past few days, actually, have felt maybe more calm than usual. i don't mean uneventful, but rather more settled.  we went to see Fleet Foxes play up in the 18th and i was reminded once again how comfortable it feels to see good shows.  we went to a little dinner party with new friends and it was the first time in so long that i laughed until i was about to cry. i've been walking all over the place and locating myself in geographical terms, finding secret good things and realizing that this place is much smaller than you want to think.

it's silly but true, and i'm realizing it more, that dealing with things, getting through difficult and unhappy experiences does little by little lead to growth. maybe it's just a centimeter or two (oh, a metric metaphor?) but realizing that we are here, on the last day of february, i'm kind of proud of myself.

so right now my head is filled with spring expectations and trying to convince myself to art projects that need attention.  but soon it will be may and warmth and summertime. and i'll have accumulated a pile of stories with the theme of "I went to parsons and hilarity ensued." that's the plan at least. it's still strange and ridiculous.

(mood-determining music: Fleet Foxes, Animal Collective, Loudon Wainwright's "Swimming Song")