Perhaps there comes a point when you’ve transcended busy and are instead “regularly engaged”? I’ve thought a bit about my sleep patterns and when I’ve been sleeping less it makes not much difference. The balance of thought and sleep don’t sway much. Even sharing a bed with someone doesn’t seem to add a whole lot to the deepness of sleep. So I think everything is normal, sleepwise.

I just sent an email to folks in the Portland office (I had to double check that I posted that we were acquired) about coming down there for a visit. Then I remembered there is a bike to be built before the downhill, and of course the downhill. Plus a couple people I’ve said “we should hang out this week” to. Christ. What was I thinking?

Awesome day taking the canoe up river (Duwamish/Green) to Tukwila with Meg. A little swimming, the hilarious regular taco bell stop, and a lot of great, meaningful conversation. Again, I’m so fucking appreciative of the friends that take the time to share their life with me.

Yesterday was moving day, as I helped a couple friends move. After dark I ended up with friends at a benefit in an underground industrial space in the ID. There was a tree hanging from the ceiling with headphones hanging from it that appeared should have been playing something. At one point a giant stuff something was violently torn apart by the crowd. Bikes were all about, but overall the scene felt quite mixed. I only saw a handful of people I recognized and even then they were from disparate scenes. Music was good. Which reminds me that I saw another rad show at Chop Suey, “Quintron & Miss Pussycat” last week. Life seems to be changing again socially, and I happy for it.

Speaking of change, holy fuck it’s nice to think, grow, and change. Best part of so much deep conversations with people lately? I’m super at terms and confident about so much.