On a spring day in Halifax, I sit on my back porch with my cat nearby
my to-do list is long but most of it is checked off
I have left the funnest things for the last minute
which is unusual
how great that today, instead of booking airplane tickets and shuffling papers, I, instead, get to go buy a german phrasebook
and a novel for bookclub
I will bring these things on the plane
I am to Germany! In a few hours!
Oh, but I have not packed yet. Oops.
My motorcyle is running and insured and in my driveway. It looks really good and sounds reasonable. I am in love with it.
My bicycle also looks good and I am in love with that, too.
I am in love with a lot of things.
I have spring fever
Or else it is always this way. I think it is always this way.
In Germany I will drink too much beer.
Well, too much if measured against glasses of fresh squeezed juice, which I will probably not consumme enough of.
But just the right amount of beer for flavour and light-headedness after shows and curiosity for new flavours.
i will also eat too much cake!
At a superduper dinner party the other night a friend said the Germans are good at cake.
I will also be to Denmark for one day and Iceland for one day and England for 7 days.
Every time I write a blog post I do so in a spastic hyper mood and I don’t know what to focus on, so I end up writing a list
Here is my list for today:
Gratitude for –
7 second (or longer) hugs
the strangers I haven’t met yet
the opportunity to be Halifax’s poet laureate
the chance to say goodbye
the vegetables I recently ate (may you sustain me through beer and cake, vegetables!)
when Halifax says things out loud, when Canada says things out loud
Hey, Germany, will you dance with me?!
because on friday there is a house party in Halifax where friends and lovers of mine will celebrate and move and grind
and they’ll all be having a time
and, sadly, I will miss it
but the thing is
with this touring business
i pick up other adventures in the places I visit
but on this coming friday night
if I do feel listless
will you grab my waist and grip my hips
and spin me
shake with me on a floor
make me forget the reasons we are here for
or else remember them
it’s for love, yes?