In my head, I talk to myself in french. but I don't speak french so I don't understand. Which is fine because my conscience yells in spanish, and I catch most of that. I crave new experiences, new feelings, new places. I'm an admirer of art, music, theater; anything that requires a talent that I don't myself have. My mission in life is to enjoy every moment without hurting anything or anybody. More difficult said than done, but I work at it.
Things I love: Fresh coffee, fresh pasta, fresh air. Beach vacations. Saturday morning yoga. The New York Times Magazine crossword puzzle. Great new albums that haunt you instantly and sit on Ipod repeat for days. Good prose. Ridiculous jokes. Accidental beauty, something that makes you smile when you weren't expecting it. Kind people. Smart people. People with wit and knowledge of the world who can stump me with their brilliance and debate me to the dawn.
I want a man to hear this song and think of me: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-Tod1_tZdU. And if you know and love the artist, we'll get along just fine.