The View from a Drawbridge

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

Restless

The View from a Drawbridge

The sun is shining and I feel like I’m emerging from the hibernation that is induced by a Seattle winter. I want to get outside and explore! I want to hop on a plane! I want to roll around naked in a field of flowers! Yeah. That’s not going to happen. Weather notwithstanding, I still …

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Touch

The View from a Drawbridge

One of the many ways we explore the world is with our hands. Before buying an item of clothing, it’s not unusual to touch it first to see how it will feel against one’s skin. On the darkest of nights we extend our hands in front of us in order to avoid bumping into things. …

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I love, love, LOVE to travel. It’s my reason for being. My predominant trait is curiosity. What’s around the next corner? How do people live their lives over there? And how about over there? What’s the food like? How do they celebrate? If someone told me that I could never leave home again, I’d curl …

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It always surprises me when other people aren’t equally engrossed by the things that I find interesting. I have no idea why that is. You’d think I’d have learned by now. But how can you not enjoy a really good book or a well done PBS documentary? How can you not loose entire afternoons when …

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