Meanwhile in Sunny Florida. . .

Hello there dear friend!

I have made it to the next phase of my adventure! Two -ish weeks in Florida visiting my aunt and uncle before driving up to Georgia. Let me tell you, getting here was a crazy adventure in itself. Sitting in the Las Vegas airport for 4 hours is not my choice for a fun filled day, but after a day of travel I got to their home safe and sound if not tired.

I have been contemplating how I would recount the last few days in this blog, and yesterday a bog post helped me find a way to tie it together.

I liked a post, was given a poet and expected to post a poem. I received Walt Whitman  and I chose O me! O life! as my poem. One that I heard many many years ago in a movie that I enjoy greatly and have only recently taken the time to think about what Whitman meant and, by extension why is this the poem that I picked to share with the people on facebook?

John Green said that the quotes that we like say more about us and about where we are in life than really what the quote means in the bigger context of the book.

The first part of this poem calls out to life, asking what is the point of living when the world is falling to pieces. Where the citizenry of the world (including himself) have no faith, are foolish, people are starving, the cities are corrupt and the future looks bleak. The answer is (as it always is) that life is existent despite it all. That each person who takes a breathe will have an impact, it may be small but that is all that matters.

How does this tie in to my traveling adventures? Well, people flying get upset easily and I heard a lot of people grumbling about how [insert a event here] is making [insert topic here] terrible. This sort of negativity is firmly stuck in the first part of that poem. Enough with the bad attitudes, you won't change anything by complaining about it.  

-The question, O me! so sad, recurring --What good amid these , O me O life?

Answer

That you are here--that life exists, and identity;
That the powerful play goes on, and you will contribute a verse. -

The first four words to the answer are what strike me the most. "That you are here" I think of you, my dear friend, that the reason I write in the blog is to contribute a verse in your life, to let you know that despite distances, I think of you. Know that you contribute a wonderful chorus in mine on a daily basis.

As always,
Love and Hugs

Kylie   

Holy Fiddlesticks Batman!

Hello there dear friend!

I hope that your New Year was safe and pleasant and the first days of this new year have been grand! In my last post I exclaimed that I was done packing! This is true and I am exuberant to this fact. I now only have 6 days until I fly off to Florida to visit my family (related and non-related) and it really truly is an odd feeling.

6 days until I leave Nevada, 20 days until begin my position in Georgia, and then 8 months until I begin grad school (hopefully at UNL but any place will be fantastic!)

In this time of perceived new beginnings (which, of course is a construct created in the last few hundred years, but that is beside the point) life for me is just carried over. The end of 2013 is the same as the beginning of 2014 and I will continue to move forward in this adventure. I am wiser than I was a year ago but that is mostly because I choose to learn everyday.

It's funny, things that I pack into my file cabinet. My friends will attest to the ridiculous information that I can spout off randomly. For the last few months my poor family has had to deal with my impossible deluge of information. Like this morning for example, my mom and I were watching Castle, and Nathan Fillion hit a bad guy over the head with a beer bottle. I can't help but express my knowledge of why that would have actually killed the guy rather than just stop him, and why historically cowboys in the west could have accomplished it without killing a person. (It comes down to molecular disbursement of the glass in a bottle, modern beer bottles are better made with the glass being equally spread out. In the wild west, the likelihood of a glass bottle being equally thick the entire length was slim due to glass smelting techniques. If they were to hit someone with a bottle, it would have be to about halfway up the bottle at the weakest point)

Other than my marathon watching of Castle, Criminal Minds, and Big Bang Theory, my life is fairly uneventful for now. I hope to hangout with a few Reno people before I leave (seriously, if you are in Reno let me know so that I can say hey before I leave!) the rest of the time is a time of "reflection" before I go off.

As always,

Love and hugs!

-Kylie