Notes
A little more puddlely and muddy than dusty. I have true love for being out here, which has always been in me. Not the human love that is loving with conditions but love of life love. When I was a kid I would choose to take my afghan hound or whatever dog I had at the time and be gone all day out on trails and experiencing nature rather than out running around playing with the neighborhood kids and doing that. Not to say I never did...I did that plenty. There is just a very big difference in what is to be temporary fun and exciting enjoyment and the consistent gravity of what is true joy. One is outside dependent and the other is who I am.
Which is what triggers are now exposing...