little too late, too late for this, isn't it a little too late for this

Lately, I know this blog hasn't been particularly positive. I've learned some hard lessons about myself and others, and I'm trying to feel that and embrace what this pain has to teach me. Amid bitterness and disappointment, there is also calm, peace, and letting go. 

Tomorrow afternoon, I'm really looking forward to going west to my favorite camping haunt and breaking my body on campcraft and firewood. I'll set up megatent with my buds, drink a keg of cider, and try to reset the way work and nature only can with me. Camping in the snow is the perfect meditation for my internal world right now. 

Tonight should be good. Premiering our first beer at brew club at Chappy's, then doing a little bar hopping.  I'm going to wear something hot. Like a sweater.