I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving
I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
If we were having coffee, we would talk about the election, even though it isn’t polite to talk politics or religion. You and I talk it, because we feel pretty strongly about it. I was surprised by how bad I felt the morning after the election and scared.
If we were having coffee, we would share a long hug, as it has been a long time. It’s a new shop we’re in, a new town. I have been to this shop before, outside of Columbus, and the chai is truly superb. I came here just recently, the first mom date I had with people since moving. This one went alright, but there will be more. It takes time to connect with people and find my group. I miss my friends in Seattle, and we toast to their health: Courtney, Lydia, Jenny, Midori, Beckie, Jessica, others and all the littles.
In the movie Say Anything, the protagonists’ best friend talks to him the morning after their graduation party, and she greets him, voice quivering, with: “Well, I’m single now. Everything’s changed. I hate it.”
That’s how I want to greet you today:
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If we were having coffee, you would want to hear about Tortuga, the pirate festival I went in Oregon last weekend. I can’t tell you about this without giving you the context of the weekend, which a friend came out to visit with us.
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If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I have begun reading On Writing by Stephen King. I haven’t read anything from him in years, but when I was in junior high, I read King voraciously. Carrie, Firestarter, Christine, IT, I skirted around Cujo (but I’m already scared of dogs so I didn’t work on it too hard), and the four novellas from The Four Seasons.
If we were having coffee, we would have a lot to catch up on, its been so long since we’ve met. There something coming up in the future, I tell you, something I can’t talk out and announce yet, but it will Change Things.
If we were having coffee, I would talk to you about headaches I’ve been waking up with because I have a lot I’m thinking about. It’s like the weight of your thoughts literally feel like a weight; has that happened to you?
If we were having coffee, I would finally be able to tell you the Big News, the Change: We’re moving. I have talked about this before, but Cohiba took the job, and we are moving to Columbus, Ohio. It is bittersweet and hard, but we are doing it for family and Wee One, and it’s a great opportunity for our future.
But he left today! He has to go (ironically) to St. Louis (The city we moved from last year!) for training. I’m gonna miss him and it sucks. But Wee One and I have some fun stuff planned for this week, and I have an Mom’s Night Out planning for Friday.
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If we were having coffee, you would find me sitting outside in front of a computer. I’ve been focusing a lot on my writing lately, and today is no exception. Last weekend, I began trying to pinpoint my “voice” and I’ve been practicing with different styles of writing. I took a look at my blog, too, to see how or if it fit. One thing that struck me was the name of my blog: “Creo Somnium.” Sounds cool, right? Short, a little mysterious. Cooler than the original name: “I Didn’t Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving.”
If we were having coffee, it would be quick and outside. The Wee One is with me, rather than with her father, like normal. Since today is Father’s Day, I’m letting Cohiba sleep in rather than doing it myself before we go out. Is that counter to what would seem logical? It works for us. Wee One is taking small sweet steps around the concrete wall, and I can hear her little moccasins tap on the pavement.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 