The Last Thing I Feel Like Doing...

Call this the post I put up when the last thing I feel like doing is posting to this goddamn blog. I'll do it anyway. I'll be climbing the walls if I don't keep myself busy. I need to get my head into a few things to regain some sense of normalcy. If you don't like personal blog posts, read something else. There's plenty out there.

The unthinkable happened yesterday. My daughter left for California with her mother. The move has more or less been in the works for a few years now, and I've known all along that if and when it happened it would be hard. I had no idea it would be this hard. Jeezus.

Then again, it opens up other choices. I've always felt, as least as long as I've lived here, that nothing could uproot me from Montana. Nothing. Then one day my daughter moves and I'm immediately entertaining thoughts of heading out there right behind her. It may be partly a self-preservation thing, but who knows?

It's not just my daughter. My older son is in California too, San Francisco, and now my little girl will be in the LA area. I also hear tell that California has a fair share of wild country. Well, I need to play with that idea. I'd love to be close to both kids -- there's much to be said for being close to your tribe, and what little I've seen of the High Sierra except for photographs looked mighty fine to me. Maybe I'll need to load my pack, throw it in the back of the car, and join them out there. Crazy thought? Maybe. But I've done crazier things, and by god I'm still here alive and kicking. Hmm....