i am in a new place – in so many ways.
tonight, physically, it's a new bed. i get to spend a few days in the apartment of one of my best friends while she's off wedding dress shopping in texas. i get to be in the wedding. a bridesmaid for the first time. i am beyond honored, beyond excited, beyond happy for the two of them and the fact that i got to witness their story unfold from day one. from the moment before zero when she didn't even know who he was nor who he would become. just a housemate with niiiiiiice arms arriving from michigan.
and i am grateful for a few nights in her bed. an empty apartment. space i can stretch out and be alone in with all this dearly bought free time. i want to attempt to put into words some of the flurry rushing through my head as i turn the page to the end of the chapter that was proof.
too much for tonight.
i'll leave you with a quote from a new addiction: the tobolowsky files. a podcast on life, love, and the entertainment industry as told by character actor stephen tobolowsky. more on him later, but this particular bit jumped out at me today in regards to my own story:
even though my life was speeding ahead of me, i had fallen back into the moment before zero once more. the moment that redefines everything you are and everything you do. i was at the beginning of a new act one. it took me 38 years to understand that in life you only tell the story, you don't write it.
episode 43.
~nomad nate, writing from eastlake neighborhood, seattle, washington.
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