We only have been in San Francisco for around 4 hours before we were whisked away to the Marin area for a hike. I know now how valuable this hike was but at the time it was the beginning of the weekend and I had so much to look forward to. Sometimes you look back and realize that you totally took an experience for granated. And once again I am guilty.
This morning I awoke early, my usual, and put on some espresso. It is “Bill Time” but today is different. Instead of having about 4 hours to play by myself I have all day. For that distinct reason I don’t have any ambition. As I sit here under morning stars I wish I could go back to that Saturday a week ago and re-do the hike with Mo and Leah. And spend more time hanging by the pools and enjoying their company. It all went by so fast.
I am going on 7 days since our separation, forced upon us by the evil empire of societal force work camps. My best friend was ripped away and forced to slavery. I was barely able to get away. And now a week later I want to go back to that evening and enjoy our hike again. Our hike when we were naive to what was going down in the morning.
Tomorrow I go on the straight and narrow and turn myself in to society to serve out my term. In a way I am glad. Because freedom without anyone is total bondage.