Well, here I am. Back in Davis. Back at my old office. Back doing my old work. There are some new faces at work and some new places in Davis. By and large though they seem unchanged. As if when we left they were folded into a pocket of time and left until my return.
What seems different is me and my relationship with this town and my work. I know how important Davis is now. Knowing what you want also means worrying that it won’t be there for you at some point. The desire to preserve is strong, sometimes it goes too far, it can be corrupted into a desire to retard. To push against the flow of time, of growth, change, life. The key to staying young isn’t not to grow old but to not ossify, not become rigid. I never used to worry about this; I never felt I had opinions, ideologies, or thoughts worth keeping. But, now I find myself being reactionary, not because of any inherent flaws or negative opinions but rather because something is new and different…
Uh-oh, it looks like I’m rambling. Before I lose my small audience completely I better stop. Hopefully, normal posts will resume this week or next as I settle in and resume the life I had here before D and I left.
Not rambling at all. Any thought worth having is worth pursuing, teasing out, and laying bare in the light of day.