Escape and Escapades
I've been thinking about taking a trip to a state park, leaving most all of my things behind, and just spending a solid week or so thinking and writing. I'm too distractable at home, and all of the little parks and gardens and wooded areas in town aren't too far from the roads, so it's hard to feel really alone in nature. I don't have any illusions of some Waldensian purity to my excursion -- I'll still take showers, and sleep in a hotel bed. But I've just got to get out of my rut and spend some good, honest time thinking.
It's easy to forget that we, too, are merely animals, in spite of our roads and skyscrapers and strip malls. We're ultimately governed by all the same forces of inevitability and ecology as the smallest bug, or the biggest whale. Whatever our divine spark is, it does not divide us from the rest of the world.