The Cat Spot

I remember the first night. Minimal clothing and a bicycle. Slept on the floor. Lit candles for a soothing remembrance of other times. Indian food every night for a week. The heart wanted India. And this is where the dream started.  Six months later the room fulfilled his promise. Forging from a transitional flux, we part ways in gratitude and slumber. Flavor, dust, cool heat harmonies. Minutes before flight. India awaits...

She's been calling for a while. Years maybe. I kept ignoring with the intention of calling back at some point. I wasn't ready. I needed more time, more money, freedom. Felt I wasn't good enough and even attempted to erase the thoughts completely.  She continued to creep into my day dreams making sure I never forgot.  The heart wants what the heart wants.  Then it happened: "Hello." "(Silence)" "I know... I am truly sorry to keep you waiting so long. I want you to know that I am keeping my promise. We will see each other soon." India I hear you. I'm coming... (View from the first day I moved into the tiny magical studio in LA. Everyone told me I was crazy to think I could find a place for $600. In fact I found a place for $550 all utilities included plus laundry, private bathroom and kitchen,backyard, hardwood floors, and great natural light. Being a semi-minialist helps.  Oh LA you've been good to me) 

Once upon on a New Mexican dresser there hid a sweet doll from society. She was confused on how to relate to the world so she cast a sleeping spell on herself only to awake upon opening the box. Time passed and the day finally came to break her spell. The little doll looked around and decided she would rather continue sleeping and asked the opener of the box to please close the top and to leave a note to only open the box after society evolves. Thanks.  #dressertopstories   #evolve

Disclaimer: The statements you are about to read below are generalizations based off my personal experiences. These are general statements and of course do not apply to everyone or the entirety of the countries involved. If you find yourself offended, that's your problem and have the freedom to stop reading at any point. France 1. Most people walk around with baguettes in hand 2. The French are a people of indifference 3. French men are small and have scratchy hands 4. Really bad teeth 5. Best trains, I could have lived on the trains for months and been happy 6. Best strawberries I have ever tasted in my life 7. My experience might have been different if I hadn't gone to France with a hairy right wrist Turkey 1. Out of all the airports I have been to Istanbul is my favorite 2. Turkish Airlines is my favorite airline to use 3. Vampires live here Lebanon 1. I love Beirut! God damn those suicide bombers having to ruin it for everyone 2. Great art scene 3. Most hospitable and frien

And then we escaped the yoga ashram...making dreams of  Pizza Hut a reality. It's about that time to trek up a mountain. First catch the morning bus to Pokhara. Onward to the Aunapurna range. After that, I'll never grow up.