Winding down on responsibilities, winding up on writing

I've been in Vancouver for 2.5 weeks, and I've pretty much settled into the place, made it my own, and developed a quiet routine with lots and lots of walking (I even broke a pair of shoes last week on the Seawall).

Because of my back, I was unable to drive out to see my sister on her birthday, so Friday I had lunch with her, our mom, and my nephew.

I've changed my cell phone to a local number, and blind cc'd my entire address book with my new contact information.

Now, the only responsibility hanging over my head is finishing up a MS critique I promised... oh, about 5 minutes before everything blew up in January. Normally I don't take this long. Normally, I can get through an entire MS in a week... but no matter what else is going on, I have pride in the quality of work I provide, and I had no intention of working on it when my brain was all over the place.

I've tried getting into a couple books (I brought a stack of physical books with me from Victoria), but keep putting them down after a couple pages.

...'cause what my brain is really wanting to get back to, is writing.

All the long walks with Eva have been great for mind, body & soul, but when my mind is recharged... it wants to work. Hard. Reading isn't enough. TV or movies aren't enough. I need to submerge myself under a dozen layers of miry character motivation, so when I roll over and look up through the conflicting chaos, I can see the direction of light and movement that makes everything fit together. The order of how it works.

Thankfully nothing has boiled over, to the point where it wakes me up at night, but it's on the edge... that stage where the surface of the water ripples, but doesn't yet bubble.

So far, it's also unfocused. I don't know whether I'll leap into writing or editing, or even into which story.

For now, I'm enjoying that pleasant anticipation of 'good things to come'.

It's a beautifully sunny here today... we've had something like 52 mm of rain in the past three days (someone told me that, so I have no idea if that measure is accurate at all), and every time I've taken Eva out, I've gotten soaked clean through.

I'm looking forward to taking her out on the Seawall today and soaking up some Vitamin D.

Maybe this change in the weather will also push my brain over to the boiling point.