![]() June 25, 2007Past, Present and Future WritingThe adventure that I had put so much of myself into is slipping deeper and deeper into the past. The main page of this site only displays those posts I created in the prior 30 days and, as of today, there is only one post remaining within the last 30 days that was created while I was still there. My heart sank when I realized this--I'm now fully back into my "real life" again and faced the fact that my next adventure, of this magnitude, is a long way off. Anyway, now you people: I stopped monitoring traffic on my website quite a long time ago. This website escaped the narrowly defined role that it was originally intended to perform, and since then, has actually kept a steady stream of traffic by people who mainly come to read, but not interact with it. Most of these people know me in some personal way, whether directly or through family and friends and have been curious about my Tibetan/Nepali/Everest adventure. It is always news to me to find out who is reading because I have no idea who exactly you are without some kind of online or offline interaction where you actually tell me that you are following along. I really appreciate those of you who continue to read this and note that there is going to be a lot more material coming up. I never realized how therapeutic it is to write about it the further I get in time away from it. Each time I write about the trip, I remember its sights, sounds and smells (which isn't always a good thing) and has made me realize that it is a deep, expression of myself that I continually struggle to communicate to people in person. In person, much of my communication about it is clumsy, jumbled and does not even scratch the surface of exactly how meaningful it all was to me. By now, I should have my "elevator pitch" down, but I simply cannot do it. Some experiences do not have neatly packaged conclusions and this is clearly something that refuses to be shaved down to fit into something that is clean and easy to digest. It's like Tibetan food in that regard. Much more to come later. Posted by 10 fingers 6 strings at June 25, 2007 07:33 AM Comments
Just grow a beard, don't shower for 9 days, eat uncooked chicken and run around San Francisco in your down jacket. I'm sure it'll all coming rushing back to you. Posted by: Penelope Pitstop at June 25, 2007 04:23 PMPost a comment
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