Incandescence

The smell of granola is wafting through the kitchen. The dogs are clamoring for another walk. I've consumed too much caffeine. This calls for contemplation. Sipping more coffee, or maybe some tea.  Every now and then I have the desire to talk politics, current events, delve into divisive topics.  But not today. Not here, in this forum. If I am going to display views, I want to do it in person so that I can explain why. This has been a lesson I have learned over time.

It's been a little over a month since my last post. Last time I was watching (sort of) the Superbowl as I typed up some thoughts. Tonight it's just me, my sis, and two dogs. Hagar is looking mournfully at sis with his big puppy eyes, begging for a few morsels of her fresh-out-of-the-oven pumpkin muffin. Moki, the old grandma of a dog, is lying on her bed--sometimes she is so quiet that for a split second (sorry for the cliche) I think she has finally kicked the bucket. But no--her abdomen moves, and my fear that sis and I will have to bury her scrawny carcass cease. For a while. I thought that life after college would be different than it is. I'm starting to think about going on an adventure--England perhaps? But am I really cut out for adventuring on my own? I have security here, a life. People I love, things I enjoy. Do I really want to pull up all of the little roots I'm putting down. Not yet. I finally went to some of the Fur Rondy events here in Anchorage. I...