i woke up this morning and made my self drive out to coast guard beach to watch the sun rise over the open atlantic. it was incredible how many different colors the water turns with the change in light. it's something i always wanted to do, and so i did it. the ocean is constant and steady, she and all the seals in the water say hi. the cape was glorious! i ate lavender fig ice cream, pounded pomegranite seltzer, read joan didion, (how does she sum up 12 months of hard work in just one paragraph? HOW?) made my best effort at swimming in 60 degree water, and somehow got a weird cleavege tan. tomorrow i head to new bedford to fiber geek it out at the needle work and the sea symposium. and then back to the cape. apparently the only thing to do about feeling sad and missing you (which is the what over here) is to "weep it out and make art" as someone who knows more about this shit than me recently advised.
we'll see about the weeping part. i've bought fabric and embroidery thread as a start to the other.
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i miss you so much, dear. and am so glad you're enjoying didion. weep it out, to be sure. i do for you, often and much.
THERE'S NO CRYING IN GRAD SCHOOL
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