I can’t get the daily writing prompt to load, but it’s asking whether I like beach or mountains. I have to have both, so I choose the Hood to Coast route from Mt. Hood to Cannon Beach in Oregon.
I have so many memories of doing that drive in one day, because Dana and I loved going to Timberline Lodge and to the Pacific Ocean.
The water is always so cold; my feet would go numb in seconds and I’d still be out there splashing around, overjoyed to be enveloped by something bigger than myself.
I just got back from grabbing coffee at Royal Farms. I think it’s the best gas station coffee around here, but it’s hard to mess up medium roast with Splenda and flavoring.
I don’t have to have fancy coffee every morning, but I do need social interaction. I don’t have very many friends in Baltimore, so I have to go out of my way to talk to people.
Speaking of which, the Thanksgiving meal for my Cognitive Behavioral Group was on Wednesday. It was nice to break bread together, and to see people that I’d not seen in a few months with all my travels and theirs.
I am really starting to make friends there, but it’s going to take a while before we’re so close we’re hanging at each other’s houses. I am careful about boundaries, and want to move slowly with everyone. We’re all mentally ill and struggling with the same issues…. That’s why we’re in the same group. Everyone has their own quirks and I am waiting to see which of them line up with mine.
I also have an OKCupid profile and occasionally I’ll read something that piques my interest, but not lately. Lately, I have been working on my own house. I have sowed a lot of chaos and reaping it has not been for the faint of heart. I don’t know that I’m in a place to invite someone in right now, but it’s a pleasure to be nominated.
I would rather sit here and think about the beach and the mountains, where hopefully I could get my friends to go skiing with me and end up at a bonfire near the water. I know exactly who I see among the sparks, because none of my friends are far from my heart.
And if my stats are any indication, I’m not far from theirs, either.
Stories That Are All True 