Contemplation.
Recap of my evening: Jan 18, 2023
I removed the laundry from the dryer then went for a southerly run following a day of polishing ducks. After jogging by two local does twice, I stopped at a restaurant recommended by my coworker, Patrick, and grabbed a beverage. Live music ensued and I met Jenny, a lovely local lady. After a few questions to understand who she was, I shared how I arrived in Ridgway. My coworker, Patrick arrived, a close friend of Jenny’s, and small talk ensued. Jenny kindly fronted for our meals then Patrick provided a final round of beverages followed by an honest question. Am I staying or passing through? Their business needs workers and requires a certain craftsmanship. He’s in the position of carrying on a tradition, finding people I can only assume is tricky. I struggle with commitment but a community is something I’m trying to understand. I couldn’t give him an honest answer without reflection.
Jogging back I ran into Wanda who was headed to another live show across from the Airbnb I am housekeeping and residing in. She purchased me a ticket, a beer, and shared half her cannoli. The performer Kim Richey’s songs put me in deep retrospection along with the prior evening events.
Where am I going? This community is supporting me. Albeit cautiously. But everywhere I’ve lived provides support, in vastly different unequal ways. My aunt is here and I've enjoyed learning and listening to her. Patrick says there aren’t people here to develop relationships with. There is an individual in SF who piques my curiosity. If I find community everywhere should I explore there? How long can I loiter in Ridgway without causing conflict? Learning and supporting a community is an optimistic goal. Could this be a place that would reciprocate if I invested myself or should I move on.
I am going to need to toss the stick soon.