And breathe...
The beauty of this place is unimaginable. I have now moved into a house that sits on the top of a hill surrounded by waving fields of wild oats. There are bluebirds. There are blue bellies. There are deer, coyotes, turkeys, quail you name it. I am officially in the wild.
Two changes that are really standing out:
1) the noise. In the bay area, I had been living near the intersection of two major freeways. Up here I cannot even hear a freeway. It is so quiet, except for the birds, the horses across the street, the occasional woofy dog and the wind. Exceptionally peaceful.
2) the darkness. Ok, I too invested some time in checking out the Camelopardalids meteor shower last week. There is zero light pollution up here. Zero. To the point where if you turn off the lights before the moon rise, you cannot see your hand in front of your face. So I thought... Perfect! I'll turn out all the lights, dash outside and check out the sky. It was a little disconcerting being outside unprotected in the true darkness, and super amazing when I finally saw a huge meteor scream across the sky. But not so amazing when two minutes later a bat flew right by my head. And thus ended the meteor portion of the evening!
Can a place, can physically changing your location, fundamentally alter the way you think? I tell you, my ideas for new art are already surging up here. And my energy to get back to doing some tech is really revving as well. Between the two, I think I'm finding my balance. Feels damn good.
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