Where have you been?

What the hell happened to me? I've been suffering a writer's block since I fell rockclimbing last year and broke my neck and back. I spent six months in a neck/back brace, but now it's off, got away without needing surgery. I'm back driving again & have no pain related to the accident, exceedingly lucky for the size of that fuckup and the distace of the fall. I fell 25-30 feet off of the redrock ridge I had climbed a dozen times before, but the rock had gotten crumbly, my handhold broke. I got back on my bike yesterday for the first time in a year, it was awesome! Everything good in my life is especially good now because I shouldn't have it, I should be dead or paralyzed. It's all a fabulous gift, given back to me.

It's my birthday

I've always felt alone. Now I feel old and alone with heavy responsibilities. But I will take every line thrown to me today by my well-wishers, hang tough and not give into despair.

Quote of the Day

"To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never to forget." - Arundhati Roy, The Cost of Living