*I'm polyamorous and in an open, long-term relationship.*
I used to write about food for a newspaper. Now I write about food for academic publications. This was probably a downgrade.
Rock climbing, which is the most beautiful physical activity known to man. It's sort of like solving logic problems, with your body. It's like: yoga is classical music, and rock climbing is jazz.
Novels: Vonnegut, Dostoevsky, Bronte, Melville, Austen, Pynchon, Chekhov, Connell, Musil, Kafka, O'Connor, DFW, Lynda Barry, Proust.
Poetry: Emily Dickinson, Tu Fu, Elizabeth Bishop, Walt Whitman, Issa. Marianne Moore, Basho, Rilke, Akhmatova, Berryman. Pain, jangliness, clarity.
Music: Velvet Underground. Brian Eno. Thelonious Monk. Beethoven. Miles Davis. P-funk. Wu Tang Clan. John Fahey. Django Reinhardt. Lee Scratch Perry. The modern salvation of music is in the hands of Joanna Newsom, Diplo, and Ghostface Killah. Right now: Jamie XX and Vince Staples.
4. Food with guts and soul.
5. Conversations late into the night, on the track of something greater...
**I am in an open relationship and looking for genuine connection of any sort.**