Oh, how I love you, Monkey retreat. But oh, how tired you make me. We had a full company meeting. We learned about puppets and podcasts and physical choices. We ate pretzels and fruit snacks and sang our new closing song.
Then we crashed on the lawn.
We punted babies.
We dancey, dancied
We played Four Square until four AM
At the last Monkey retreat I attended in 2005, I sobbed and sobbed, knowing I was moving away. I'm so thrilled and honored to be back among such extraordinary people. Sigh.
When I got home yesterday, I ate some leftover Thai food and fell asleep in my chair watching the 10,000 meter Olympic race. Sigh again.
Puppet pic by Lauren Sharpe, Dancey Dancied pic of me by Curtis Williams and the rest by Mike Tutaj.
2 comments:
While I'd love to take credit for the picture I'm in at the bottom, I believe that was Michael Govier's handiwork.
But yes, it was great time this retreat.
Hilarious. That's just how capable I think you are.
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