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 singers. There’s a jazz club a block from my house that I spent late night Wednesday at, bopping my head to horns…

As I’ve been telling the swarms of our therapist like cult members that angels have placed around me to keep me steady on my feet lately – I have no idea what I’m doing at the moment. I know I’m trying to finish a book. I know I go to work every day to keep change in my pocket that will eventually get me back to New York City…


Therefore I’ll keep on keeping on. I’m pretty excited it’s Friday. And I cannot believe I’ll be in New York City 15 days from now! The isolation nearly broke me once again but my fix is on the way!

“Endurance is one of the most difficult disciplines, but it is to the one who endures that the final victory comes.” Siddhartha

2 thoughts on “jazz club. puppies. happy-like things.

  1. was driving home tonight and heard a Neil Diamond interview on the radio. he was talking about how he wrote ‘I am I Said’, about how it saved him as he was lonely for New York. made me think of you.

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