Going Offline

“Every so often I need to go offline. No home, no work, no internet, no tv, no radio, no phone, no talk… no brain…”

I went for a drive Monday night.
100 miles…
through winding, tree lined roads…
sailing across the Puget Sound on a perfect evening…
watching the perfect sunset behind the Olympics…
watching the full moon rise above the Cascades…
turning toward it, following it…
the sky and mountains turned shades of blue, purple, and black…
everything fading away…
shedding myself…
no technology…
no radio out here…
even the GPS couldn’t find me…
now how to turn off my mind?
this…

“His question: ‘How do you like the pummel horse?’ My response: ‘Tie me to this fucking thing right now! Please!’ He listened.”

I was “offline” for a very long time…

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7 Responses
  1. Molly says:

    Oh damn I think would be the same, in fact I think I would be laying on it as I replied to the question….

    Mollyxxx
    My recent post Framework

  2. Strict Snapper says:

    It's not quite clear in the second picture. But are you mummified or in a sleep sack or something?

  3. KaziGrrl says:

    For that, it is worth being disconnected…

    ~Kazi
    My recent post WW & HNT: The Nurse is IN

  4. strandedintoronto says:

    A pseudo saddle…always good to disconnect to reconnect.
    My recent post Longing

  5. Definately a nice way to go offline…
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