introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- miles and miles and miles miles and miles and miles - 6 august 2014 "and what i wouldn't give to be your man but i can't break up the band, jeane. there must be more than letters and phone calls. say you'll come see maine when the snow falls."~casiotone for the painfully alone my september roadshow is falling together bit by bit and i'm getting pretty excited for it. if you're on my route, let me know so i can stop and say hello because i probably miss you. i'll depart bangor and head for syracuse, possibly with a short stops in boston and albany. visiting with my aunt and seeing some of my mom's family for a few days before heading down to pittsburgh. spending most of the week there seeing all those faces i love and miss so much before heading down to emerald isle for a week of watching the waves for sharks while my parents and sister play in the water. it'll be my last hurrah before the baby comes and i am hoping to enjoy a bit of biking and some long walks along the shoreline. the trip home will include stops in DC to visit brian m and possibly philly to see tommy. i'm going to need a place to stop for the night given the distance so that remains to be determined. have a place for a nice lady to stay for a night? we can pretend i'm the virgin mary only hopefully you won't put me up in a stable and i likely won't be giving birth in your home. fun, right? rachel is coming tomorrow. the house is pretty much ready--i just need to clean the bathroom and vinegar wash the wood and walls before i'll finally call it quits. thankfully, i'll have about a week after she goes back home before my mother comes to visit (when the real stressful cleaning has to happen.) i'm excited for the time in the car with one of my favorite ladies in the world. there will be singing. there will be dancing. there will be laughing. there will be fucking decaf coffee. there will be anne of green gables. in pictures, i've been watching the beard of a man get longer and longer despite him saying it needs a trim. in winter, there will be fires in the stove, good music, and a warm place to stay while the snow blows outside should he come for a visit. i recall how the snow glistened in the sunlight here and i can't wait to see the woods that way. i feel summer slipping away and know that soon, there is going to be a little baby bird that will need to be kept warm, too. my heart has a lot of love in it and so much anticipation. the skies are unleashing a downpour...the second since dawn when the thunder rumbled through. it happens so rarely here that i revel in it. the scent of electricity on the air is energizing and makes me a little homesick for those pittsburgh storms which rumble thunder down those deep riverbanks. lots to do before i sleep and there's no telling when i'm going to have time to sit down for a second for a few days so...stay cool, america. xo, jones ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .what came before. - .what happened next. a diamond at the bottom of the drain - 20 october 2017 |
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