November 16, 2003

When you are moving, everything else stops.

At least, when I am moving, all my other projects grind to a halt. But the move is over now; time to adjust to a new place and find a new rhythm for all the things I mean to do.

We've gone light, paring down to essentials and computers. We're developing new habits about shoes and dishes and sunscreen. I even read the "Disaster preparedness" section in the phone book and have determined we are not in the tsunami flood zone. Between breakfast and lunch yesterday, it was blustery, leading into a brief but enthusiastic downpour followed by blue skies and perfectly puffy clouds. Last night we watched a sky brilliant with stars and felt simultaneously small yet important.

On the mainland, it's difficult to imagine living here. On Kauai, it's almost impossible to imagine being anywhere else.

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