I have not fallen in love with Vancouver yet. The weather is one of the reasons, I'm trying to learn how to dance in the rain with an smile. Seriously, this city is too serious for me, too much order and rules. It is difficult to find room for the slyness and the craftyness. I keep trying to love it.
I love improvisation and surprises. An example of a perfect day could be to wake up with no plan and to end the day sleeping in a beach (my favorite place) or going to dance and goto sleep the next day after seeing the sunrise.
I like to have fun but I don't forget that the actual world system is bullshit. Its roots are patriarcal, unfair, racist and I am commited to do my best trying to change it.
Monogamy and heteronormativity are rules that I can not respect, but I'm working hard with myself to diconstruct them... work in progress