big dipper days

i am in sicily, alaska. ok, i'm not (since no such place exists, but it feels like it). i saw four moose today; amazing creatures... alaska is breathtaking and i am sad to leave. it's weird how i each new adventure is approached with inevitable apprehension, but i always love wherever i go. always. i love that feeling. i think i leave just to challenge myself; challenge the little ceil-eyed girl who couldn't even spend the night anywhere, and here i am. hangin' out with the moose.

i wish i were smarter. i want to be able to articulate everything that goes on in my brain, but it does not always work. i wish i could spit out random facts and quotes like t.s. eliot ("only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go." ) or c.s. lewis or someone else with initials for a first name.

so tonight, alone and miles from home, i am thankful for being here, now.

"i'm no great prophet

it's no great matter

i've seen the moment of my greatness flicker

as the eternal footmen hold my coat and snicker

in short, i was afraid"

mlae 9.12.04 <><