Tag: My Narrative


Today was the best kind of ordinary. I think of my friends and feel their warmth. The past sings softly. --Sam      


Tuesday and holding

*Blue whales' hearts are the size of a small car and the arteries are large enough for a small child to crawl through. *Listening to Radical Face "Welcome Home Son", Buena Vista Social Club... *I'm so tired. So tired of making space for everyone else. I've gone so far as to write myself a note about … Continue reading Tuesday and holding

Decompression sessions

It takes as long as it takes. That has been the principle I have been following for the past several weeks. Some people aren't happy about it (sometimes I'm included in that reference) but it is beginning to show results. As the wonderful magnet on my fridge states: Good things come to those who work their … Continue reading Decompression sessions

Cello, chocolate, transit and tofu

The past 3 days have been fantastic. It started with pancakes and worked out beautifully. Lots of food, adventure, reading, music, friends and bliss. The bus driver and I are already like old friends -- "Folks, we're taking a short detour and will be back on track in a moment." Me: Where the heck are we going?! A … Continue reading Cello, chocolate, transit and tofu