synecdoche.

Spring has made itself apparent

I spend a lot of time “collecting my thoughts.” This is somehow a blanket terms, it has to be, if I were collecting my thoughts they would be more organized.

Today was Saturday and Saturdays are usually the same, except this one wasn’t. I attended the first Mexican BBQ of the year at my girlfriends parents house. This was the first time I met her father. It was formal and awkward but not that bad. Her mother kept feeding me and making sure there wasn’t anything else I could possibly want. It was her brothers birthday and we spoke in passing. Her family is large and loud and comforting. It was nice.

I feel settled into this version on my life.

Sometimes I look back and realize how far I am from where I started. I am happy where I am.

In two months I will be in the middle of my trip to Cuba. It’s hard to imagine that this experience will happen so soon. I am learning to speak Spanish so I can communicate much of what I have to say without a communicator. I am excited to experience their culture, architecture, foods, and to meet new people.

Life is good.

When I feel like this…

The fire flickers soundlessly while I’m trying to stay awake long enough to write some things about my life.

I feel like a lot is possible and that I have potential and capability within myself. I feel wonderfully optimistic but terribly sad.

On my birthday this year I will arrive in Havana Cuba. From there I will travel for 16 days. I hope I come back a different person.