Early October morning at the top of Snake Mountain I am twenty-five, I am between state lines, and I am happening right now. Below there are photos to edit, there are papers to write, there are road trips to plan, there are logistics to figure out (despite how much I would like to ignore them), there is the west to explore, there are people to see, there are jobs and graduate schools to apply for... Stop. Return to yourself, unwind the knot in your gut, you are of this geography; even with your eyes closed you can see clearer from the top of mountains.
Early October evening at the Flat Spot in Bethel I am twenty-five, I am gathered here with my dearest friends, and I am the only place I want to be. Tonight there are goats to feed, fires to build to an irresponsibly large size, there are coals to throw, there are adventures to be had, there are handshakes to remember, there are shoulders to lean on... Put your damn phone away. Return to the people you love most, you are your best self when you are with these women, they too are of this geography; don't forget to take the time to design a really good monster truck.
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Storm's Coming. In one of those rare moments where I am exactly where I want to be: returning to that mountain with Maggie and Jessica and the cows and horses. This is how you return to yourself. These women, just like them mountains, are your damn flesh and blood.
Here's to the Land of the Long Leaf Pine, the Summer Land where the sun doth shine. Where the weak grow strong and strong grow great... Here's to down home, The Old North State! Here is to fighting back against a legislature that does not represent its people, that refuses to provide healthcare for the people of North Carolina, that is doing its damnedest to prevent access to an education and the voting booth and clean water. Here is to a people that will not be silenced. Here is to the people of North Carolina.
Esse Quam Videri: To Be Rather Than to Seem. |
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