Yes. I know I’m late. It’s now 9ish pm and I spent nearly two days recovering from no sleep two nights in a row. I wouldn’t actually call the days wasted. I managed to check, answer and trash emails, sign petitions (do they really do any good?) run some errands, get an echocardiogram, deposit a […]
I suppose a “5am wake up” is my new normal. Here I am eyes wide open, its dark outside, the rain pouring down upon the carport – I oughta move my car since it is so filthy from months of not washing. I could even go out there with a rag and move the grunge […]
I woke this morning from another toss and turn night – like on a small boat in a big-swelled sea, feeling achy and a tad anxious, though anxiety-wise, not about today’s upcoming travels as is often the case. It is now apparent that my two days of Theraphi administered by the kind and able Marcio […]
It’s been a ride this journey o’mine – to bid a final adieu to my dearest friend Aristhaia Cash who pointed me those many 32 years ago, in the direction of my real life, when I had all but lost my way. Her words “Think of me as your operator, I’m only helping you make […]
Porridge at the Potting Shed, Dorset Square Hotel
My hotel in London, The Dorset Square is pretty cool. The decor is tres chic, the location is perfect for seeing the sights, the bed is so comfy – the kind that makes me wish to stay there all day. The room however is so tiny it would be impossible for two people to move […]
After another carb-rich breakfast, a walk in the woods, farewells to yet more family and friends, we left our hotel in Bad Sulzberg to an airbnb in Badenweiler. After 3 days of no hot shower for me…my room had defective plumbing and they had none other available for me to move, I was definitely ready. […]
I’m hoping this doesn’t vanish into the ether as my previous post has done. When reflecting on the disappearance i considered only briefly a “loss”, then mused “there is so much more from where that came.” And so here I sit, writing at a table in a very populated organic cafe on Oxford Street in […]
Where am I? Somewhere above Arizona or New Mexico, I think. I’m flying east to Raleigh on board an American Airlines jet that should’ve taken off a few hours ago except there was this teensy wire that came undone and the pilot thought it might be a good idea to reattach it. I concur. And […]
