back in australia. don’t want to be here.

Namaste creatures of gorgeousness First things first... shout out to Portugal and Italy! I see you checking in! Second thing... the puppies greeted me with exactly the "WE MISSED YOU WE MISSED YOU!!" required for my survival. They also tossed in a "We promise we can handle the flight!!" and we all agreed that sooner or later they're getting to New York City with me. Now, third thing... I do not want to be here. Not even a little bit. Even in my...

jazz club. puppies. happy-like things.

Over the previous rainbow of days I've been running around thinking about books and words and immersing myself in things that make my world happy. The puppies make me happy. In fact, if I wasn't always chasing them around, I may have strayed from Australia long ago. They keep me in line. I literally just had to stop typing so Lily could chew my wrist... lol. Ten piece jazz bands make me happy, particularly when they're accompanied by sexy scat...

closed eye moments…

I value closed eye moments. Usually when I close my eyes and breathe properly, life takes on the best flavors and shapes. Over the past few days I've been closing my eyes quite a bit. It helps me center and focus on whatever tasks are required to finish the day. Do you ever feel like that? Like a day is just a set of requirements... I'm counting days until New York City. I'm broke, as I always am when it comes to times of travel... ok I'm...

ikea. here i come.

I came home from work today to a stack of boxes that chimed in unison, "Remember us?" I hissed at them and began to fire excuses: "Someone's going to help me with you this weekend!" "Do you really have to take up the entire hallway?" "How do the puppies feel about this?" I attempted a bookcase. Being a Writer, a bookcase seems like the most necessary accessory. After desk. And I still haven't found one of those. I tore open the bookshelf box. I...

stillness. opera. marshmallow.

Dear beautiful collection of keep-me-going'ers... I woke up on a sunny day in Melbourne this morning, let the puppies tear me around the neighborhood on the bike, spoke to a couple of my favorite people in New York City, then set off for an aimless wander. Naturally my laptop was snugly tucked in my backpack because I'm getting back in the habit of taking it everywhere. I have a book to finish. I ended up at a French cafe that specializes in...
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