Salty Night Air

The strangest thing about this whole move is that I spend most of my day unaware of where I am.  The same thing often happened in Pennsylvania, and I'm wondering how much of the last four years was simply just a blur.  I identified it in PA but brushed it off as a coping mechanism.  I've also admitted that I am very hard on myself when it comes to pushing myself to be in the moment.  Still, it worries me that this is still an issue.  I'm where I want to be, and yet, why am I not present in this moment? 

Then something happens and its like I'm spun around quickly and pointed in the right direction.  Last night, it was a shot of air from the Sound.  We walked through a parking lot near the shore, and that salty, crisper than anything air, hit our face.

 Home.  I'm home.  That's all I could think.




I let the dogs outside the other night and realized that my tshirt was warm enough.  I know that its chill here, a lot colder than other parts of  the country, and much colder than it should be this time of the year.  But, my Washington born skin felt warm.  Not that uncomfortable, I can't believe its this hot at night, feeling.  Its a different sensation here, and I'm sure those who were raised here are nodding your head right now.  We rely on that breeze.  We welcome it.  We know what it feels like when its just right. 

It reminded me of my roots, in a strange way. 



Finally, that golden light that comes in the late evening has captivated me again.  Its my favorite. 

The sun hits the center of the forest and the light peaks through the trees.  As if that's the sources of enchantment.  Its something that is not seen in Pennsylvania, for their trees and light are different.  Its hard to convey in pictures.  But, its truly mesmerizing. 

It says, pay attention, you're going to miss some great stuff if you're not careful. 



This is a melting pot state.  A lot of residents are from California or a product of a Navy placement.  Many times, its hard to find someone who was born here.  I was though.  Its in my bones, in my skin, in my heart, and in each word that I write.  Sometime soon, very soon, I will reconnect and remember each step.  I will be back in full force, and the things that I'm going to do then will be amazing. 

In the meantime, I can't wait for the reminders and the surprises.