“The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating – in work, in play, in love. The act frees you from the tyranny of your internal critic, from the fear that likes to dress itself up and parade around as rational hesitation. To commit is to remove your head as the barrier to your life.”
— Anne Morriss – Starbucks customer
From the right corner of her sight, she sees 11:11… From the same side of her mind, she wonders…
From the soul full of hope,
why is she far?
From the sweetness of the heart; the storm of the stranger’s mind…
From the lightness; fireflies in the bowl of night…
From the world she used to adore; the reality she still avoids…
Why is she still far?
From the man above,
and his words in the blueness of the sky…
It’s 11:18… She is still mute…
S
Attention: My readers from ‘Frisco!
“I’m so much happier when I walk to work. It’s a quality of life thing. I think I just feel better having gotten fresh air before work. It’s calming. I know it takes 45 minutes and I can’t speed it up, so I know I’m just going to get there when I get there.”
— San Francisco pedestrian Amy Standen, 33, interviewed by the Chronicle newspaper
I’m suffering from insomnia;
I can’t stop thinking of the notes
inside the mystery box…
The smell of the soil,
the weakness in your eyes,
the gaze that makes me blush…
I’m tired of reading your dangerous mind…
S
This is dedicated to a true lady who taught me dignity and devotion:
Tears in my eyes…
Delighted inside…
No more suffering… No more pain…
Not anymore…
I still can hear you…
Crystal
Like yesterday’s dream…
Forever and ever…
I miss…
S
“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.”
I’ll keep it short and simple: the last days of my trip were spent in lovely Pasadena, complete with another sushi meal (mmm)… Venice Beach… Meeting new people and making friends… Yet more surfer dudes on the gloriously sunny beach… Mojitos and margaritas… Hookah and Russian wine…
…and now I’m back with loads to catch up.
S
“Your conscience is a nuisance. A conscience is like a child. If you pet it and play with it and let it have everything that it wants, it becomes spoiled and intrudes on all your amusements and most of your griefs. Threat your conscience as you would anything else. When it is rebellious, spank it – be severe with it, argue with it, prevent it from coming to play with you at all hours, and you will secure a good conscience; that is to say, a properly trained one. A spoiled one is simply destroys all the pleasure in life. I think I have reduced mine to order. At least, I haven’t heard from it for some time. Perhaps I have killed it from over-severity.”
Expecting… Preparing… Old Friend… Cooking… More Friends… Chocolate Chip Cookies… Scottish Oban… Ravioli… Like a Virgin… Pizza… Frozen… Movements… Chocolates… Sleepless… Cleaning… Fresh Coffee… Baguette… Sweetness… Distillery… Friends… Contact… Lavender… Laughter… Excitement… The Visitor… Earl Grey Tea… Goodbyes… My Blueberry Nights… Missed Calls… Camera Shots… Darkness… Spicy Tuna Rolls… Phone Calls… Loveliness… Dreaming… Café Fauchon… More Baguettes… Training… Couscous… Flow… Meditation… Streetcar… New Friends… Contact again… Walking… More Contact… Hunger… Pizza Marinara… Fabulous Blueberry Pie… Rain… Cat Power… Chilling… Almonds… Carrie B. and her ladies… Zzz…
Gratefulness…
S
OK, I’m back safe and sound after an amazingly fabulous trip to ‘Frisco, work- and fun-wise… It was a *magic*! Seriously, everything was just great and the city and its people once again gave me the best vibe ever… Like before, I won’t ruin the experience with only a few lines here… Here’s thanking the lovely ones who shared their time and made it such an enjoyable trip for me…
Now I’m back, more energized than ever… I have a few hard and busy months of work ahead of me, but I’m darn ready for the challenge… yes!
S