Today is another birthday. Last year, I was sailing around the south Caribbean. This year, I have a soul sister from Australia beside me. It's five in the morning, we're on our way to Central Park. Yesterday, the luthier decided he needs some space. I guess this has been unravelling since I last popped into these parts. Some things I save for poetry. But trust me, that one hurt. Yet another one bites the dust. In a few hours I'll be having...
Alright. I think it's officially sunk in that I was recently whisked away on an escapade to Italy for a week of utter bliss and incomparable romance. My relationship with the luthier has essentially evolved beyond language. I'm settling into life, it's strange. I still have itchy feet and tend to be short with my spoken words - alas, my world is entirely different. Like, everything is completely different. I was trying to explain this to my...
Namaste blah-g family... I'm back from Italy. It was literally everything. But first - shout out Japan. These days about 100 people come around here every day to see what's going on. And a lot of the people are from Japan... x o x I retuned from Italy on Tuesday night. I cannot, and probably don't have to, attempt to express what the trip meant to me. From Veroli to Sperlonga with a quick dip to Rome... it didn't matter where I was. It was who...
About 20 hours from now, my plane will take off from JFK to Berlin, and then fly from Berlin to Rome. At this point, I feel like I am essentially paralyzed with excitement. All of the packing and preparing and talking to the luthier every day has swirled me into a pile of bones that needs to be put on a plane. There's really just nothing else I'm decent at right now... In effort to defy jet lag, I'm planning to stay up all night. This way when I...
I have never Skyped so much in my entire life. Tonight, during our second session of the day, the luthier and I pondered how our species ever survived without it. In a way, it doesn't feel like we've been separate for 32 days. Technology sort of washed that out with text messages and video chat. However, there is absolutely no replacement for the physical touch of your better half. Italy, I'm about it. The luthier is the only person I have...