kia ora!

of clouds and nights and loss

after 2 and half weeks acceptance is settled comfortably in her niche. i miss the familiar smells. summer is like that - missing former places and times without fully appreciating the new ones. it's an unfortunate inevitability, as time is rolling on to bigger and better events and relationships.
missing people, meeting people, only to miss them again. this is what living in the real world is like. my years of solitude [either real or imagined] is over for the time being. attention devoted to others and art because LAUGHTER and an obliviously unserious outlook is key in defeating my self loathing.  i have not laughed so much as i have these past many days and nights.  there is drama coming in, but i'm not giving it the energy it needs to continue, so it sits there, dead in my inbox.
semi transient lifestyle yields mixed results. productivity is up tenfold.   trading my talents for goods.  holga is in the post.  summer drawing class is finally put to good use.  i have photographed everything but am waiting to put together my portfolio before i unveil anything too uninteresting.

don't tell anybody this but yesterday i went to the mountain in the afternoon and mingled with some somewhat undesirable people. i stretched my hustling muscles on the hustlers - props to ilhu, you!  also to the lies i told - never reveal your weaknesses to dealers.  if you're really a country girl, say you're from the city.  if you know french, say you don't.  if you'll never come back, say you will.  i understood every word they said, and could run faster than all of them [in flip flops, mind you]

karma will knock soon enough
'it's time for your weekly beating'
just tell them i'm not here.
raapeti can run faster than her actions.

now for something completely different.

life and love are fibre-licious.  

life and love are curious