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More than an after glow?
May. 11th, 2011 05:06 pmOn the eight day, Seth dropped me off at a BART station on Mission and 24th street. The train whisked me out to the airport, and the plane brought me back to muggy, humid Boston. I took frequent breaks from my book on the return flight to gaze out the window and watch the vastness of America pass under me. I saw the Rocky Mountains snow capped peaks and forests spread like a five o'clock shadow. The desert flats raced by underneath, followed by the miles and miles of flatness in the center. The further east we flew the more variety in the scenery: the blue of the great lakes, the patches of forest, and the great swaths of clouds that obscured most the land from Ohio until I arrived in Boston.
It's been over a week since I've returned. Tomorrow morning I take another quick trip to Ohio to set up a computer network at one of our properties. There's been momentum events in the world since my return, which may or may not be dwelled on here. I want to take a moment to express how awesome and eye opening the trip was for me. Travel to anywhere can give you a new perspective on life, on yourself, and on others. Every day of my journey to SF was a new adventure, I had no preconceptions of what I would find, and accepted each moment as it happened. All the heaviness I'd felt inside, the pressure and stress of the past month, had evaporated within 48 hours. I hadn't been that happy in a while, and that happiness and capacity for it is still within me. It's always been there. I was shaken out of my rut, energized and refreshed. I carried that energy like air in my lungs, and my past week of club nights at Ceremony and Laced were filled with happiness. My therapist noticed a huge sea change in my mood and behavior two weeks running. My new clothing purchases were a smash hit. I went to a party which could have been an emotional land mine,and it ended up being a raucous success.
Time will pass, and the air in my lungs will be breathed out. The familiarity of my situations will return, but I don't have to return to all my old patters of behavior. I don't have to revert back to the person that I was before leaving Boston. The person I was in San Francisco? That's me too. I can already feel changes occurring in how I interact with people. It's just a matter of letting those changes continue and grow, and keeping the memories of San Francisco echoing in my mind.
It's been over a week since I've returned. Tomorrow morning I take another quick trip to Ohio to set up a computer network at one of our properties. There's been momentum events in the world since my return, which may or may not be dwelled on here. I want to take a moment to express how awesome and eye opening the trip was for me. Travel to anywhere can give you a new perspective on life, on yourself, and on others. Every day of my journey to SF was a new adventure, I had no preconceptions of what I would find, and accepted each moment as it happened. All the heaviness I'd felt inside, the pressure and stress of the past month, had evaporated within 48 hours. I hadn't been that happy in a while, and that happiness and capacity for it is still within me. It's always been there. I was shaken out of my rut, energized and refreshed. I carried that energy like air in my lungs, and my past week of club nights at Ceremony and Laced were filled with happiness. My therapist noticed a huge sea change in my mood and behavior two weeks running. My new clothing purchases were a smash hit. I went to a party which could have been an emotional land mine,and it ended up being a raucous success.
Time will pass, and the air in my lungs will be breathed out. The familiarity of my situations will return, but I don't have to return to all my old patters of behavior. I don't have to revert back to the person that I was before leaving Boston. The person I was in San Francisco? That's me too. I can already feel changes occurring in how I interact with people. It's just a matter of letting those changes continue and grow, and keeping the memories of San Francisco echoing in my mind.
