The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

UN-Fishing

The View from a Drawbridge

I’m an introvert. I like peace and quiet. Alone is my natural state. I also love nature. The wind in the trees, the smell of dirt, the bugs, the very flora and fauna of it all. It grounds me. You’d think I’d love fishing. I probably would, but for the fact that my stepfather loved …

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Singleness

The View from a Drawbridge

Recently I’ve felt a fundamental shift inside of me—a shift away from the desperate pursuit of love, with all its disappointments and body-blows to my self-esteem. No, I haven’t given up. I’ve just lost interest. Or perhaps it’s better to say that my interests lie elsewhere. I want to focus on improvement projects for my …

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I had an epiphany last night. Loneliness is basically saying, “I miss you, but I haven’t met you yet.” When viewed from that perspective, it seems like a monumental waste of time. When I think about all the hours, days, months I’ve spent feeling longing and angst because of the absence of total strangers, it …

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A friend of mine recently pointed out that I have a thankless job. As a bridgetender, I’m always shocked to discover the vast number of people who don’t even know I exist. People tend to assume that all drawbridges are automated. They don’t realize how lucky they are that most aren’t. People can easily die …

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