Oh golly, it's been so long.

But today -- or I guess it is tonight, or even tomorrow -- I am inspired. See, the world works in funny ways, or funny to me anyway. And sometimes we just hit these peaks among valleys of sprawling green. And we can see so far and wide and we can feel so big and expansive. Or small like a blue flower, a violet of sorts. That is what I am. A small blue flower. And at last, in the middle of my 34th year, that flower blooms! And so imagine this little flower for just a moment understanding its place in the universe. I am a flower gosh darn, and isn't it amazing?! Well, yes. It is.

I have returned from Portland. I am glad to be back. I am glad to see all the colors of all the people with all the strange languages and foods they eat. I am glad to be in my house with manic cats and beautiful friends and an air conditioner! I am glad that Tuesday while walking through red hook at the onset of the most pinkest of pink skies the man with the fish house and yellow Chevy (I think) was blasting, no lie, I WANT TO WAKE UP IN THE CITY THAT NEVER SLEEPS... I am not sleeping, but today I had my very first acupuncture session and they assure me, and I believe, that eventually I will find my way to sleep... just not quite yet.

A word about acupuncture... no two... IT'S AWESOME. It's such a lovely excuse to lie still and breathe and feel all the little electricity waves pulse and flow with heat and intensity. I was so scared. I was so skeptical. But I allowed myself to suspend what I know in favor for what I could know, and this my friend, is the most valuable lesson of all. I left so damn giddy and floaty that I can't believe it's taken so long... but then again, I'm a flower that is just blooming, so perhaps now is just the right time...

I haven't re-enacted my subscription to The Economist since I've been back and I haven't really been reading much news of any sort... So I have no political diatribes at this moment. And it feels good.



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