I am attempting to satiate the gypsy wanderlust that was injected into me at birth. With fresh heart wounds I am searching for healing peace...in New York. Ha. Brooklyn mostly, and it sure as hell is healing. There is so much to remind me why life is excitingly lovely. Sweet Georgia Brown (for instance), the raunchy blues diva: too much crack, flabby armed big titted woman, boozin hard in tight lingerie.. just how the blues should be.
I am traveling from the lovely land of the Bay where my heart was crushed and mistreated, to Brooklyn where i am finding sleep, coffee, music and friends. Then i scooter to France, Chinon to be specific, to watch a "big brother" get married to the lady he loves. Then maybe Amsterdam with one of my favorites. Then Kauai where i reunite with an amazing family i have just discovered. On the island i will work on a mushroom farm, live and work on a ginger/cacao farm, make essential oils and moonshine, eat the fruit from what ever tree hangs low enough...
not too bad i guess
I have amazing people in my life and feel boundlessly fortunate for it. got a lot of love to give and i get a lot back. that's luck
mycological moon pie
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