Hitting the wall
My head is spinning. I've been dreaming of the poem and often awaken with the fast-fading remnants of a brilliant dream idea that leads nowhere.
I need a refresh. I wish there was a closer location where I could take my obsession offline and into the real world. I need to get outside. But the poem is a map and I can't read it. I think I find a key and then, it doesn't turn.
I need to let go for a few days. But.I.Can't.
Is anyone else feeling this way? I really want to jump in on the hunt and actually explore and celebrate the amazing country we are so privileged to be living in. What is stopping you? Life obligations? Weather? Health? Distance? For me, it has been all of the above.
I don't post often, but I read and appreciate your comments. Good luck fellow prospectors. If you need a break from puzzling and reasearch, I offer a little Robert Service below for your reading enjoyment.