Club Intrawest - Blue Mountain
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... like to steal away without saying goodbye at all, not to be cruel, but to be merciful. Goodbyes hurt so much sometimes, the sadness can be too heavy to bear. We wonder how we can possibly let go of the people and places we have known, but inevitably we do, our memories weaken, displaced by new faces and new stories and new sensations. And in a few days I will be gazing upwards at the skies of New York City. At least, that is the plan. Let's wait and ...
... against the deadweight of winter. Squirrels scramble through the trees. Crows caw and hop around on the wet, loose ground. The mountain is beginning to look how I once imagined it would look like in spring: everything glittering, everything on the move in sudden rivers and streams. St Patrick's was officially held at our staff house last night. Variously termed 'The Boring House', 'The House of Peace' and 'The House of Splendid Cups of Tea, Biscuits ...
... can be to remember the beginning of something at the very point that it draws to a close. Also about how nostalgia is like a curious sort of wasting disease and how the human heart can yearn passionately in silence forever. A curtain falls over a vista you have lived within, velvet and deep and true. The memory of what lies behind it can be thick and luxurious, touchable and heavy, but it is ultimately obscure. Sometimes muffled shadows move behind this ...
How does it always happen this way? There seems to be so much time at the start of things, one drowns in it; oceans of seconds, storms of unwanted minutes. Time seems solid, a weight, something exhausting that must be first confronted and then carried down a long, long road. Then, without effort, design or concentration, all that wealth of time is suddenly gone, one is a pauper, in debt, scrabbling around to barter a few extra moments ahead of ...
... you begin to whisper brokenly, incoherently of your surroundings; this door and that light and that fence just there by the willow tree and the way the wind sounds in the fields... Thoughts of reincarnation and past lives and recycled souls inevitably pop into your haunted mind and you may even begin to suspect there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophies, to quote a certain bard. The third form of ghostliness is the most complicated, but ...