 traveling on – foto by smith I’m feeling antsy, in undetermined unstableville because we’ve 17 days before total system shock when we move from Oaxaca Mexico (83 degrees, 25% humidity) to Cleveland Ohio (35 degrees, 73% humidity). Feel antsy because we no longer fit here (or are here in our heads) yet ain’t there. Also feel unfocused because I’ve finally finished turning our book into a non-fiction proposal, and it comes across so counter-culture we wonder if and how mainstream agents and publishers will respond. We came down to Mexico to finish the book, and we’re going back to Cleveland to get it published. After that, we out of there again. Until then, who knows? Do know it’s time to move on. Too much grass and hash and daze and haze here–sun day after day, time slipping away, focus going astray, worries beginning to bray, anxieties starting to play, 15 months drifting going gray, slowly losing my way, tired of avoiding the fray, time to make American hay, looking for words rhyming with a and phrases meaning less mess and more may.  liberation – foto by smith |