I am sitting at a Starbucks and have set down 'The Lost City of Z' to write. To check in. To come back really. I could talk about what has happened since I stopped blogging and I shall but to trap months within an entry seems a bit too heavy at the moment.
I am currently 27 pages into this book and I am enamored by this Percy Fawcett, explorer of the Amazon. A passionate and wholesome daredevil. Really I am drawn to his drive. This need to be and to uncover. To set out and to discover.
I feel awake. And interested. And it doesn't just pertain to this story. Hello, I am awake.
