The Weirdness of Being Back

For 2 weeks, I've hardly done a thing. I haven't ridden my bicycle (or motorcycle). I haven't written, haven't blogged, have hardly even checked email. I haven't chopped firewood or planned a house project.

I've relaxed (well, and done a bit of wedding planning).

But now I'm back, back to work, back to biking, back to writing and blogging.

I forget how weird that feels, how stiff the body and the mind.

I know too, that Antsaint has run a course — and it's time for a new one. A different path, or rather, just a new extension of the same path.

Here's to finding out what it is. Here's to body and mind limbering up, for a new year, for new days.