there

so, I think this year I'm going to try really hard to build my cv and get extra work, so then I can move.  there.  I mean, why am I here and not there?  bc my job is here, but why am I in this job and no other? I got here following a trail, to grad school, then family ties made here, then a house near someone, etcetc, none of which is necessarily relevant anymore more than anything else anywhere else.  That is the thought that comes clear on the top of a mountain: I could just choose.

Ya know that feeling when your clothes don't fit anymore? Like you've shifted? I've given 5 full wardrobes (albeit sadly skimpy) away in a year. Like a refugee camp experience for one.

I am going to the mountains. My mom just arrived to go with.  She is stupified by my sister's running.  The self sustained injuries. I am not. (Makes me miss my sister.)