Something's happening here...
What it is I'm not exactly sure...opps! Or whatever those Buffalo Springfield lyrics are! But something is going on here, and I'm not exactly sure what it is, so...
Why isn't MY blog a BLOG OF NOTE? On Blogger I mean...I'll have to nominate myself or something. Really now, my blog is worthy! I'm humble, articulate, intelligent; sounds all right for BLOG OF THE MONTH, uh? Screw Adriana Huffington, or whatever her name is!
On a completely different note, I have been remembering how when my family first moved to the Bay Area (summer of 1969), that we lived right on the Great Highway in SF - it was great back then; deserted beach, hardly any people, clean, sorta wild still - the Sunset district and the beach were far far away from the downtown city madness. I just walked over to the beach all the time, every day, sun or fog. I would walk at the water's edge, look for interesting rocks and shells that had washed up and onto the shoreline mostly, contemplate strange pieces of driftwood that certainly seemed to resemble some thing or character, walking or occasionally sitting, listening to the waves crash and tumble. It was so peaceful and today I realize that I needed to go there and let nature surround me and bring me back to myself, back to my senses. Being around nature relaxes me, makes me more centered; I know this sounds all cliche and all, but it's true!
