Sunday, May 11, 2014
I've been itching to write. About everything and about nothing. So much has happened since I last wrote yet at the same time nothing has actually changed. Yet. It feels like I'm cooking a feast and have spent days (months?) gathering ingredients, and then more days (months) preparing those ingredients. And for the past 2 weeks I've been slowly beginning to cook each dish for this feast. None of the courses are ready to be served just yet but the various aromas are swirling around, dancing in the air. My skin is soaked in these various scents, I'm hungry and it's almost time to eat... Finally.