lakes lakes lakes.
Aug. 18th, 2011 08:29 pmI am back in Minnesota. There was this weird half-day starting when, flying in, I looked down and felt distant happiness at the lakes spread out underneath us: Isles, Calhoun, Harriet. It was nice seeing them, but it wasn't a lodestar sudden feeling of home. Maybe because I spent ten weeks in Boston this summer, getting to know that city. Maybe because Kate isn't here. Either way it was peculiar and disorienting in some deep way, to not instantly be at peace.
Over the next day or so, as I settled back in and walked around some, it became more familiar. More home. The lakes really are some of my favorite parts of this city--the water, the green space, the communal space. (I also got to MIA with
aliseadae, which is one of my favorite parts about coming back to Minneapolis.)
Today I wrote the first draft of a short story. So apparently my brain is recovering. It'd been quite a while since I just sat down and wrote a draft. Possibly tomorrow I'll work on a novel. Sometimes I feel like I am always in the conscious incompetence mode of learning, in one way or another; whenever I get the hang of one thing, there are more things I ought to be doing but I know I'm not.
In other news: huge inflatable velociraptor. The Mob and I definitely need this for our apartment this semester. Or possibly my friends need to start an Inflatable Velociraptors Against Lung Cancer student org on campus--then we could get funding to buy one, put up posters telling people not to smoke near dorms (they're not supposed to but they always do, and growling at them is a very short-term solution; they go right back to smoking there later) because the velociraptor will get them, and then... velociraptor! We could leave it around at various places on campus. It would be great.
(The problem is that I do think this plan is legitimately great--people smoking too close to the dorms is a perpetual problem at MHC and inflatable velociraptor would be an entertaining way to remind them--even while I know it is terrible. But. But. Inflatable velociraptor!)
Over the next day or so, as I settled back in and walked around some, it became more familiar. More home. The lakes really are some of my favorite parts of this city--the water, the green space, the communal space. (I also got to MIA with
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Today I wrote the first draft of a short story. So apparently my brain is recovering. It'd been quite a while since I just sat down and wrote a draft. Possibly tomorrow I'll work on a novel. Sometimes I feel like I am always in the conscious incompetence mode of learning, in one way or another; whenever I get the hang of one thing, there are more things I ought to be doing but I know I'm not.
In other news: huge inflatable velociraptor. The Mob and I definitely need this for our apartment this semester. Or possibly my friends need to start an Inflatable Velociraptors Against Lung Cancer student org on campus--then we could get funding to buy one, put up posters telling people not to smoke near dorms (they're not supposed to but they always do, and growling at them is a very short-term solution; they go right back to smoking there later) because the velociraptor will get them, and then... velociraptor! We could leave it around at various places on campus. It would be great.
(The problem is that I do think this plan is legitimately great--people smoking too close to the dorms is a perpetual problem at MHC and inflatable velociraptor would be an entertaining way to remind them--even while I know it is terrible. But. But. Inflatable velociraptor!)