So it’s been a while since my last post, over two months in fact. Life has been quite packed this spring and as new post ideas started to build up, my ability to do all of them justice dwindled, and I gave up.
However, after a recent bout of extreme illness which forced me to basically stop my life for two weeks, I’m feeling refreshed and ready to go, even as the drowsy effects of all of the prescriptions my doctor prescribed are still lingering.
The garden is coming along nicely, though with Chicago being in a constant state of weather flux, the plants are never sure whats going on. Meg and I try to water them, and while they are growing, it’s an uphill battle.
Otherwise, the start of summer is heralding my annual sense of wanderlust and change, Fitzgerald said it best with Nick Carraway, who “had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer”. So many thoughts and ideas are percolating inside my mind. Being sick has left me ample time for thinking, reading, writing, and listening. The beginning of summer is always a time of dreaming, of re-orienting, for me. And its a good time to take a step out and discover new ways to keep myself present and content with the process of my life(one thing I can do is to be more intentional about consistently writing throughout the summer).