इन थे स्पिरिट ऑफ़ लाइफ एंड ओपिनिओंस

I suppose I could conjecture, to you past, present and future, upon various reasons for the decision to abort my place of previous residence, Aside from the sheer nature of organic change in the currents of one's movements, migrations, causes for migraines, permutations and meanderings in any one person’s continuous life. If anything like the semblance to the trite thematic pursuit of any narrative’s protagonist or small child under the age of eleven, so is the consideration to change or more accurately eliminate all aspects of the current state of one’s, mine in particular, life. Perhaps I may enumerate these aforementioned “various reasons” affecting my decisions to explore personally unchartered territories and situations of the future.
Honestly, I would have to say that contrary to popular modern thought, I endeavored to explore this terrain of an opposite coast and similar soil, although buried under kilometers of impermeable surfaces, albeit steel and concrete and the like, because I was in search of a plant that could lift my spirits whilst hunting. This my friend and faithful kind comrade, is what one might dub meta meta, yet there is something in it that I understand, I get, to which I am attracted, In love, tickles my fancy and resonates with my innermost true breath. As I began to inform you my patient Lords and deities, is that unlike that which most are lead to believe, being a woman, But a uniquely-seasoned one in this regard, that I should be in search of such flora to the fulfill the purposes that biology dictates and that is for the most fundamental reason of childrearing itself; It is indeed to this end, I unabashedly admit, that I include in my justifications to embark upon such a vastly and seemingly impossible journey.
And this would in fact be a delightful “launch pad” so to speak, to mention that in accordance with the misconception of such a seemingly futile expedition, those nights of August inevitably veil our collective perception with an intoxicating illusion that night her nights are no doubt the most epic in length and emotional intensity. We must, however, consider that in order for tomatoes and other nightshades to grow and ripen properly without the common diseases to which they are susceptible, we must remember those actions taken and proverbs spoken by our grandfathers and grandmothers, respectively; They had allowed equal parts shadow, sun, dryness of the leaves, moisture of the soil, full moonlight and layers of swaddling mulch and burying on the occasion of a full cheese lunar event and sometimes even that which we call a harvest orange moon—And they never failed in this equanimity as a result of diligent hours of uninterrupted consistent self-implementation of morning calisthenics. There were of course other various extraneous objects that we may deem bric-a-brac in our contemporary consideration such as: tiger balm and other analgesic ointments contained in the most fascinating of packaging in terms of design etc., chickenwire, especially the grade used by my surrogate grandmother, Grandma Stewart—who was a sweet woman not only because she had spent the time and dedicated energy to crochet earth tone afghans in light of an analogous autumn color scheme—She had, as I had written, used this fine mesh (the chickenwire that is, not the afghan) to protect her imprisoned and abnormally large goldfish in the pond, most of which had turned out to be escapees of the annual Catholic School’s, unarguably to some and absolutely appropriately named “Christ the King” previously known as Saint Anthony, which also happens to be the name of my surviving elder sibling, more specifically, brother, who had rescued these orange-finned friends from the Fall Festival (Fest for short); In addition to these objects were also my favorite yellow legal pads and stacks of the once mysterious air mail envelopes that were stored in the piano bench, thus absorbed a distinct spicy scent.
It was from this temporal inflection or departure—I will leave it up to the anonymous reader to decide—that I made the next move and development in my increasingly improved ability and quality of penmanship, which also became the impetus to begin this discourse currently at hand.