Spent some time at the Cliff, but honestly don't quite have the energy today. That's fine.
Life got messy, but I'm doing well. Will spend today at Farm Joy. Discovered a new place, right next to Sidetrack: Cliff Coding. That area is difficult to maneuver, but a lot of fun. Close to the cliff is an island with the Ivory Tower of Linguistics, right next to the Caves of Language Learning. I've been there many times (actually, most of my time the last year), but I've never included it in this log. I shall change that. The view up there is amazing, even though some of the inhabitants are somewhat difficult to approach. Especially the ones who haven't been down in some time. But some of them are actually great; we're having great discussions.
Sent a letter home. I told them I'll be back soon. I make things harder for myself than I need to. Another coffee, but today's wasn't as good.
Accepted that I need rest. If I don't have room to breathe I can't keep travelling. Stayed all day in a café in painter's village. Great coffee.
The last days have been rough (again). Felt lost, like a stranger in my own home. But today was good! Stopped trying to control where I end up and just let the wind choose. The beach is my friend.
Came by lake Epiphany on the way home and I absolutely adored every second. Refreshing. Much needed after the last week. Also met my friend in writing habour again. Had the first really deep conversation in weeks. I hope things keep going uphill.
More time at the Beach. I love it here, but I get FOMO for all the other places. Just not at my best right now, I suppose. I think I need some time in Peace Town to sort my thoughts.
Needed a break and some distance. Wanted to visit a friend in Painter's Village, but they weren't there. The Beach was really nice today, however! Glad I returned.
Spent time at the Beach of Music, but it wasn't as fulfilling as I expected. I think I should return home to the Harbour.
FINALLY managed to properly map the isles. Life got much easier.
January
Took a proper break in painter's village. Needed it. Feel lighter now. I love this place.
Got lost at the isles. Stressful.
I had breakfast with my friend and then left again. I don't know what it is, but I cannot stay in one place for too long. Visited Painter's Village right next to Mount Tinkering for a lunch break. Spent the rest of the day at the isles; got lost a couple of times. It's been a good day, but I feel a little restless. Too many things happening at once.
I'm still in Writing Harbour and it feels like home again. My friend and I had a really good conversation, but we also don't mind spending time in silence. Just happy to be here. I hope we can keep it up.
We made up.
Returned to Writing Harbour. Met an old friend who I haven't seen in months. I love her dearly, but it took us a while to warm up. Turns out my memory is somewhat dysfunctional at times; I forgot things she has told me about before. Well, I think we are getting there. We just need to hang out more often again. We used to see each other every day.
Spent a lot of time up here; so much, I even sent a letter home. It's strangely peaceful to get completely lost in nature up here. Similar to the Sea of Hyperfocus, but less sticky. I don't dissociate as much, I feel more connected to what's happening around me. That's a good sign, I think. I had lunch at Farm Joy. I love this place.
I left again. It was good to see my family, but I need some movement. The boat is save in the harbour, and I packed my stuff for a hiking trip. Walked up Mount Tinkering. Took me a couple of hours, but the view was worth it. I saw flowers I've never seen before. I should come here more often.
I returned home to Writing Harbour. I missed it, and I still slowed down when I got closer.
The skies have cleared a little, but it's still drizzly. I made a new friend, they showed me their place. We had a good time, but I'm starting to miss home. Maybe it's the rain. It's probably the rain.
It's stormy today. Woke up because my boat shook so much. The air is heavy. I returned to the Isles and spent the morning wandering through the narrow alleys. I need the distraction.
Spent all morning at the Beach of Music. Bouncing to the ocean's groove.
After a long day at sea, I spent some time at the Island of Spontaneity. I had a tea with one of my dearest friends, Gerd. His a lovely old man, though he can get a bit overly excited sometimes. After we said our goodbyes, I sailed through the Great Sea of Hyperfocus. For a couple of hours, there was nothing but the sound of the waves gently lapping against my boat. Reality became sluggish. I had to take a cold swim to properly wake up again, before entering the Flow. It’s a tricky passage; you should keep your eyes open to maneuver it. As the sun already set I finally arrived at the Isles of Webdesign, where I spent a lovely evening.
