Of friendship, love, and community.Of change, the infinite, and Netflix.

You know, little things.

I have fallen off the blog bandwagon, and hard. I don’t know why but I’ve had a positive aversion to posting lately (lately, as in the last three whole months).

Anyway, I was one of the tribe who went to Pantheacon and I’m not sure what I can add to the already wonderful and brilliant descriptions and reflections on the experience. Honestly I think I’m still processing it all.

I’m still having weird and intense (though good) dreams about my covenmates every night and every time I take a nap; they are so intense that it makes me wonder if the people in them are having the same dreams…

I learned that I love my tribe so much it’s kinda indescribable, that it’s actually pretty damn ok to be the Tower, and that I look good in a corset (who doesn’t, really?). I learned that the rituals and performances my group did were some of the best in the entire Con.

The Devil and The Tower
The Devil and The Tower

I learned that I’m wiser and more dangerous than I give myself credit for. I’m not sure, but I think those are both good things.

I also learned that those PCon organizers weren’t kidding when they said you should eat at least 2 meals and get at least 6 hours sleep every day (I learned that one the hard way, I got a terrible, miserable cold the week after PCon), but it was fun anyway so who really cares?

And, not least of all, I learned, by missing a week of school because I was so sick, that my coven community is far more important than my school community because my school is full of shit 90% of the time (see, Thora, we totally agree about pretentious artist crap) and that I really don’t care about my degree anymore except that I’m planning on using financial aid to get to Italy this summer and I only have a year to go and I don’t want to be a quitter.

The result of all this epiphany is that I haven’t watched any of my Netflix movies in over a month and have certainly paid several times over to have simply bought them by now.

Ah well.

3 thoughts on “Of friendship, love, and community.Of change, the infinite, and Netflix.

  1. I completely feel ya on the whole tribe meaning more than school thing. Hell I’ve been searching for a new job for the past couple of weeks and through it all I keep thinking, man I wish I could just work for CAYA. lol Maybe someday eh?

  2. yeah. p-con. what a mindfuck. a wonderful one, but still.
    i’ve been having crazy dreams ever since too, but i always have crazy dreams, so it’s hard for me to say if it’s related or not.
    you can make it through the last year of school. it’ll be worth it to have finished.
    you rock.

  3. Not to mention you had a great roommate at PCon who did really stupid things and made you laugh. Oh…and shared your bed while your wonderfull (and really long) husband took the crappy chair.

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