Six months later…
I’ve never gone so long in silence since I started this webpage in 2009.
Summertime in New York City if officially upon us. I’ve spent the past few months hitting keys; having my heart broken a couple times; and plotting and scheming on the reg.
The freedom that I have and life that I managed to build here baffles me, particularly when I click around this webpage. Certain periods that I revisit feel like a literally different life to me.
Recently I renewed my lease for another twelve months. That will put my gypsy feet in this apartment for three years – which is a record for me. Aside from the house I grew up in, I’ve never been anyplace that long since I left my folks crib in the middle of the night 17 years ago. Continue reading
he had these
long legs and blue
eyes and i
complied with a
could you possibly
keep me? hold
heart that holds
anything close. that
comes with this
imperfect perfection. Continue reading
Happy Sunday global lover tribe. I only work two days this week. One day will be remotely, because I’ll be in Boston for Thanksgiving.
Yesterday I feasted with a local favorite. We cooked too much food. He made jalapeño corn bread that was accompanied with dark rum punch. We dyed the tips of my hair blue.
Later on I waxed my legs during Patron shots. I was poured a eucalyptus epsom soak and dipped myself in candlelit bath water.
The weekend wasn’t bad. Continue reading
Recently I made a friend who had a parent pass closely following our first encounter.
Nothing hurts more than losing what we hold most sacred. I have’t really stopped thinking of this person who I love during such a sad time.
I spoke with one of my favorite people earlier today about my lack of phone and slow, albeit gracious, embrace of anti screen-ville.
We exchanged “I love you” and plans… Continue reading
While I didn’t mention Monday’s super moon… it mattered.
Now that my space is sacred and empty, it’s like I’ve constructed a 21 story high spiritual dojo. I still put the recent turn of my betterment (after that) is put down to her. Something touched me that night. Continue reading