Over the past couple of days I've been talking to friends about my latest stagnation. I think I'm beginning to lift out of it. I received an email from a good friend the other day, who has just moved to a new country. In it, he described the sheer assault of adventure, the sensation of being deep in something you've never known before.
I miss that so much. I miss feeling the abandonment, the way curiosity knocks the walls down and you open yourself up to everything your senses feed you, your mind careening down beautiful passageways, until, nostrils flaring and eyes red from seeing, you fall exhausted into sleep at night.
I'm not there yet, but I want to capture it again, and I'm determined to get back there again.
On a completely unrelated note, I got a Theraband the other day and it is pretty cool for strengthening without weights and increasing flexibility.