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October 12, 2008

Effigy in sunset
My breath is forming clouds of steam in front of me as I type this entry. I can't connect but I can't think of any halfway decent reason why I would need to be connected. Only habit is pulling me back online to ceremonially check my e-mail box. The effigy burn this evening was pretty good but it seems so rote lately. I am proud of having made it here and fed and tended to myself for only the $35 ticket to get me in the door. It's a pivotal point to finally have all the things I possibly could need already available in the house. Even food shopping was unnecessary. I had the proper appealing booze containers and enough canned goods in the pantry to just pack a few bits of camping gear into the car in a very expedient 15 minute packing session and get out here in record time last night.

I keep checking the cell phone to see if perhaps the T-Mobile has changed its fog-addled range in the last 10 minutes or so. Alice curled up under my sleeping bag earlier this evening so I have to wake her up before I go to sleep. I'm not really tired, but this cold is making me want to curl up surrounded by my own warmth and just pass out until the sun comes up. This is most likely a very natural sleep cycle. Just across the road a couple of folks are spinning fire up on top of some sort of lumber structure, with a big construction barrel lit up in the middle. Dance music is playing somewhere as it has been since I got here at 8pm yesterday. Everything seems pretty right with the world.


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  1. Tanza wrote:

    If you hear dance music, you really have no other option but to dance. :-)

    Posted on 2008-10-12 18:00:11

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