In true spirit of transitions, I intend to make this continental shift as seamless as possible by cross-posting my last one on Tumblr.
On April 3rd, I reaped two whole dozen years in my basket.
For the most part, I didn’t make a big deal out of it – unlike I usually do every year – because drastic changes were in the air anyway. Like the freak, hyper-extended “winter” that invaded my usually sweaty April, I had been in a rut for too long. There is an ecstatic electricity in the air! I can feel it on my skin! Coincidentally, I truly only felt the Indian summer on my birthday, and with the season is coming good things.
There are floods of internal change and for the first time in a long time, I am allowing physical change to reflect it. Change in space, profession, wardrobe, and appearance – I took 6 inches off Delilah – are all symptoms of a drastic shift in internal climate and tides. Not to make light out of a serious calamity, but these days, I am an earthquake.
So here, have a welcome video to dust your weary sneakers on!
Sting Like Abi 