How Heavy I Have Gotten
The Muse Letter No. 69
Last year around this time I was in a rush, a somewhat out-of-body experience of inspiration moving through me and manifesting on paper. Like a fever dream shivering everything into existence. Two months later my book of essays “Things I Have Noticed – Essays on Leaving / Searching / Finding” was in my hands and published consequently with the help of this lovely community.
This year I am also writing but it couldn’t be a more diametrical process.
When my siblings and I were little and still driven around in a green Mitsubishi mini van my Dad used to do this thing that we would always request at a certain point on our journey home. It was at the very top of a certain hill overlooking fields of wheat and tiny wooden farmhouses in the far distance, rolling down he would put the gear in neutral.