After I got home I realized I needed to go to the Credit Union to make a deposit, so I thought I'd hop on the bike and clear my head a bit. It was a short but wonderful ride -- reminding me of the freedom I feel on the bike as I took my little scenic loop home. At the top of the hill I looked back and saw Mt. Rainier glowing in the sunset on a totally clear evening.
As Tony pandabuff moved out this past weekend, I escaped Seattle and the pain of watching him go and went to visit my friend Garland garlandj in Florida. While I had a good time in Florida, I was mourning the sunset of my relationship, and wondering what the sunrise would bring. It was very hard coming back home to a cold and now more empty house. It doesn't feel right, it doesn't feel like home anymore. I lay in bed last night contemplating whether to sell it or not. I've not decided anything -- given the housing market and the economy maybe it doesn't make sense. I'm dreading the holidays alone, and I'm not inclined to go back to Salt Lake alone. I think I'll start looking at the map and hoping for clear weather and hitting the road south for a week on the bike. I could end the year on the road one last time, clear my head, and get ready for what is likely to be a very long, very contentious, and very stressful legislative session.
But it will be a new beginning -- a new year, and maybe a better one.