Jail: it’s not a lifestyle

30 days. That’s how long I was away from this blog.

I kinda missed the interaction, checking the stats, reading the words of others, writing my own, being regularly and happily immersed in the middle of something vital: this exotically rich and chaotic vinoambuloblogospheric wonderland. Typically when I’m away from something I do regularly, it’s natural for me to experience withdrawal symptoms – fidgety, high-strung, anomalous weirdness bordering on reverse delirium tremens: it can take 12 miles of hilly hiking or a few glasses of red wine (or both!) to settle me down.

But those DT’s didn’t happen this time. It was the middle of summer, and its heat had infused my bones. I had suddenly found myself wrapped up like a pig in a hot blanket smack-dab in the middle of something that gripped me like a soft vice, upset every routine, sent me spinning into asynchronous and alacritous orbit; something intense and life-altering that promptly baked my neat little world into winehiker upside-down cake.

(Oh, the spacy food references! Excuse me a moment while I go clear some space in the fridge.)

Yet I loved what was happening to me. And no, this wasn’t the kind of heat that landed me in jail, either, despite the catchy headline. I simply stopped the world to melt awhile, allowing all of my free time to be captured, enraptured, germinated alive!, grown tall, to be warmly and grandly blossomed into profound and springlike beatitude.

And it all started because of my love for wine and hiking.

I realize this picture is not complete. In essence, however, Sonadora was right. (So is the lovely and special, if mysterious, CS.) And therefore I was compelled to indulge myself a while. I hope you can forgive me, dear reader. Indeed I would share more here, but much that I would say my sense of integrity disallows. (Indeed, a gentleman does not tell.) Suffice to say: I took more than a vacation, and I’m pretty darn happy these days.

> Sigh… <

I kinda like this new enraptured lifestyle. Nevertheless, I knew that eventually I should come up for air and spin more witiculture. And spin more I shall. Thank you, my friends, for hanging in there.

~winehiker

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2 Responses to “Jail: it’s not a lifestyle”

farley
September 23rd, 2007 17:40
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Good for you. And glad to have you back. I was one of those wondering, even though I didn’t write anything. Haven’t been doing too much of that these days, either…. Though now I’m back and double-time it seems.
winehiker
September 24th, 2007 15:31
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Hey, thanks Farley! Good to see you’ve got a new blogging gig, too.

[Editor's note: Farley Walker also took a recent leave of absence from the vinosphere, having discontinued her posts to WineOutlook.com in favor of her new blog, Behind the Vines. Farley's a good writer, plus she's got a special flair for food/wine presentation in print, in photos, and on the table, too!]