Mountains, The Social Internet, and Characters Who Are Not Monkeys
I wanted to start this entry with I have just come back from a weekend in the mountains, but we returned from the mountain on Sunday and the fact that it’s now Tuesday renders the opening inaccurate. Instead, today’s the day when my brain returned from the mountains, kicking back into gear after three days away to celebrate my beloved’s birthday. It was pretty, up in the mountains. We woke to a sea of mist every morning, broken by occasional islands where peaks rose through the white. There were cows, and whip-poor-will, and access to a store selling a vast array of flavoured liquors and whiskeys. I drank far more than is usual for me, slept far less, and didn’t think about writing for several days in a row. A post shared by Peter M Ball (@petermball) on Jun 8, 2018 at 2:44pm PDT Now my beloved is in the next room, watching Kobo and the Two Strings on my recommendation. She
