I've jumped from planes and fucked on altars. I slept on benches in foreign countries, unable to call home. I have watched the sun rise over Pompeii and seen the bodies dried yet still drooling.
I have been scoffed at, proposed to, ridiculed and worshipped. I've had every conceivable insult thrown into my face, both naked and clothed. I have stood up to tasks that I thought might kill me. I have gotten drunk with the richest and the poorest people of this nation.
and friends...this makes me both amenable and bored. intoxicated by life yet seeking the next high. I dream of quiet nights, dew forming on gardens and babies softly breathing in their cribs. my only fault is that I want it all, and I want to keep living forever and dreaming my impossible dreams.
if you have read this and think, even for one second, you can keep pace with me in my wild dances through deserts and storms, then click. click now. click hello. I'm here, impatiently waiting for you to join me at the table and take your place among the stars.
oh wait. I forgot, I'm gaming the system.
yoga. running. fun. girl. sexy. petite. tea. blond. pilates. adventure. happy. cute. wine. positive. joke. curls. redhead. bubbly. epic. career. curvy. money. healthy. beer.
TV on the Radio, Bill Callahan, Jaar, Silver Jews, All jazz from 1959...kale, quinoa, steak, Nova Scotian baking, homemade Trinidadian hot sauce
please do the same with your greeting to me.