On Christmas day, I drove my bicycle up San Bruno mountain all by myself. The cold wind was blowing and it was up hill the entire way but I was in heaven. I almost gave up several times and there were crows circling me. When I summitted, it was the best feeling ever. The view of the bay... the fresh cold air... there was nothing like it.
I told my best buddy, Duncan that I love him and that life is so lonely without him. The sun began to set so I rode down the mountain. It was twice as cold on the way down but I didn't have to work as hard. Then I went over my friend's house for a Christmas dinner.
Every year, I made an effort to be less selfish. I made myself give something that's very dear to me each year. Something that's if I do give it away, I may change my mind in the midst of it. Something that I may quietly regret giving away later. And if I don't have an opportunity to give something like that, then it's usually a big chunk of cash to someone I know who might need it.
So this year, I gave away my vintage Vivien Westwood king crown to my friend Sarah. It was a gift from Duncan. She freaked out and so was I. Oh well, I supposed to feel great about it but it's has been over 2 months and I still feel lousy.
Life marches on and it's full of interesting things... some are good and some are bad. And the most important thing of all... we are all very similar in one way or another and that we are not alone.
xoxo Van
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