I'm at a loss for words again. I've been safely on my hill for over a week now. Since I've come back to Wisconsin, I've been realizing that I've gained so much... and lost so much. My questioning has hardly reached a stage where it is in words.

I could talk about the unusually warm weather (Arctic Oscillation?), the price of gas, behavioral tendencies created by religions, or I could talk about how nice it is to sleep in my own bed. I've gone from constant companionship in a loving, family atmosphere wrought with drama, to absolutely none at all. Being oneself in the woods has so many advantages, and disadvantages.

Of course, I'm missing B. I miss driving down the narrow Outback roads with her grandkids, each of us mindlessly playing our roles. Once in a while something will pop up to treat all of us to a shared message...