Sometimes there is a need for reflection. I find myself having to put my life back together, in more ways than one. Summer wasn’t very kind to me this year, full of stresses that I don’t wish upon anyone. To finish the summer a person I adored left me for reasons that still don’t quite make sense. I find myself in a lonesome state of heartache. But with these trials come new adventures, I decided to spend some quality time with myself, to ponder my existence, my future, my immediate situation. I chose this over getting a tattoo…well; I probably will get that too. However in the mean time, it’s time for me to find myself again, to alight myself within the universe. To do this I’m spending a week in the Cochise National Forest, I found a lovely yurt with a wood burning stove. To say the least, I will be encompassed by nature which is what I’ve been missing in my life. Plus I get to live in fucking yurt…so excited! I’m pretty sure I’ve packed more food then clothes, but I do have my priorities. While on my quest for self discovery, I’m going to attempt to hike the Humphrey Trail to the San Francisco Peak (12,633'), a 9 mile roundtrip hike to the highest point in Arizona. Of course, pictures will be posted so don’t worry. Hopefully standing on a mountain will give me a better view of life and how minuscule my problems really are.
Wish me luck.
Wish me luck.
Mandia, first of all...holy crap a YURT! (jealousy)...that is freaking awesome!!! second, Cochise is an excellent choice for self reflection! If you are bringing tunes might I suggest some Bon Iver, sounds for the introspective, nature embracer...Best of luck on your quest! Keep that spirit and you most certainly will arrive on top! :) (Faith)
ReplyDeleteHey Faith! Thanks for the words. And yes, Bon Iver is on the playlist for sure!
ReplyDeleteHa! A friend sent me the following...It made me laugh and cry at the same time. And it's true to anyone that has experienced unrequited love...
ReplyDelete“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” - Neil Gaiman