In this project I have been vulnerable…
And honest - whatever that means - with my process…whatever that means…mostly because the tools of language in writing and mentally/emotionally traveling through the space of what I consider to be “me” seems functional.
Like a trip to a long-awaited vacation destination with detours through mixes of familiar and new lands - some new because of a shift in the glasses through which I see - all giving a richness to life more satisfying than the originally planned destination could ever yield…becoming the “aha” of “oh, that was the destination!”.
Especially since along the way I met long-lost parts of myself …hiding out in libraries, quaint Mexican villages, dive bars, Fight Clubs…who knew?!