#peacing out

[connor-swain]

anyways pissing off now. goddamn period makes my joints hurt. like they weren't already aching pls.

[pfctsrms]

She's just like. That's it I'm staying in my home indefinitely.

[tllgrrl]

I’ll be back later tonight, after the airing of THE ONES WHO LIVE -Episode 4.

I don’t know how anybody else rolls, but I like to be surprised by movies and TV shows.

Call me Old-fashioned. Just make sure it’s spelled right.

Peace.

[thanotaphobia]

this is a bit of a whiplash statement from me liveblogging episode 11 of JRWI apotheosis but if it isn't clear already:

i haven't been into MCYT spheres for a little while and have separated myself and anything i write from it, generally. i don't regret being a part of a fandom, ever, or anything i wrote. i'm glad i experienced it and i will always be grateful for the friends i made. that being said, don't expect any DSMP or DSMP-adjacent content from me after recent events.

[thedaveandkimmershow]

One of the things that struck me about yesterday is the transistor radio. Not an original, you can charge it with USB or charge it by hand-cranking if you can believe that. Otherwise, it's gotta antenna and dials for turning and volume.

Plus it's straight up solid red.

And we listened to it a bunch yesterday while we were hanging out behind our van whilst cooking,.adjusting the overhead tarp, or just lounging in our camp chairs.

KXXO Radio, by the way. 106.1.

Not even sure how we got there... but they sure have our number.

U2's "I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" was the first song to catch my ear as we were relaxing. It caught my ear 'cause I thought it was coming from another camp site... but really it was coming from right next to me. The radio's legit, but,.of course, the speaker's ridiculously weak.

Still, though, it created a vibe of nostalgia.

Of old times.

We we're talking about our plans for the day. Where should we go? Port Townsend? Hurricane Ridge? Or maybe something closer... one of the waterfall hikes?

In the end, our tarp set-up's a critically balanced affair. And since we're a small rig, everything has to be packed just so.

So we're only looking to break it all down once.

When we leave.

So the day was a bit of living there. Peacing out. And if we went anywhere... it was on foot.

The ice and water at Yelvik General Store a half mile or so down the road?

We walked there and back, running across the local United States Postal Service picking up and dropping off at a mailbox we happened to be photographing at the time.

We also ran across the welcome booth to the local Shrimp Festival... alone, in the middle of a field.

So of course after all that... we took a nap.

An actual...

Nap.

Right there in the back of our temporarily converted minivan.

After that?

Making and eating dinner

Then walking and buying ice cream sandwiches.

Then sitting down and eating those ice cream sandwiches.

Out on a porch.

Sitting in rocking chairs.

After that it was back to the van to grab a coat and then, on our way out of the RV park, on its very edge, we get into a conversation with a couple occupying the camping space right there. They've gotta camper that reminds Kimmer of the old Fairlight her parents used once upon a time. An observation that led immediately to an invitation to see the work being done inside this camper that was being used whilst their house was being built.

Oh, and they have two lovely dogs, Willow and Wendy.

Willow's a most friendly border collie of some kind with black and copper fur. Wendy's the most awkward, ancient Chihuahua you've ever seen, with massive health issues... but she's a sweetheart through and through.

After the impromptu visit, we stop back at our minivan one more time before walking out to Jackson Cove about a mile away along the same road we used to get to that general store.

There wasn't much to do once we're at the beach... so we set a spell. Taking it in.

In fact, when we first arrive at the beach, all rocks and white shells of it, a car sped by on the highway nearby, catching our attention.

As the car receded in the distance and as the sound of its passing receded I'm the distance...

We became acutely aware of the forest.

The grass.

The water.

The air.

The "silence" of Nature.

It's really something, I've gotta say.

Eventually, on our way back, we're passing out own RV park's general store when we get a call from a dear friend. So we take to the porch and those rocking chairs again to talk a spell. 😉

Later, once we're settled in for the night, we indulge a coupla episode of the new Wonder Years, our current streaming obsession. Even with semi-sketchy WiFi. By which time it's coming up on midnight.

Now, if that sounds like a typical peace-out day trip... you'd be right. What that particular description doesn't capture is how massive the day was. How much time we actually experienced which was waaaaay more than our days at home.

No kidding. Somehow it was peaceful, relaxing, engaging, and it just.

Kept.

Going.

Proving once again that Einstein was right. That, according to the Special Theory of Relativity, Time is relative. That the speed at which Time passes depends on your frame of reference.

And when your frame of reference is doing nothing in particular...

Turns out there more time in the day than can possibly, logically be expected.

😁😁😁

[grifalinas]

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[jesusbutts]

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