Two Questions III

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Yes I skipped last week. I was busy clarifying not asking. One thing I always often ponder when traveling: Why don’t people uproot and move their lives more often? The main reason we move is for a job or for a significant other’s job. The other reason is love. Maybe we love a city so much, we’d rather live there and figure some of the logistics later, e.g. American expats in Paris or Berlin, a southerner taking their liberal beating heart to Seattle or Portland, Oregon. Of course we can move for the love of another, but this is still predicated on who has the more locked down, financially lucrative job. For this flight of fancy, let’s assume money is … Read More

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Clarity

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Well that was embarrassing. The last post, Rollercoasters Beat Coasting, I’ve deleted it. It lacked all context and backstory to make sense of why I was bringing up a vlog or my grandmother. Simply, it was a rambling mess of whining narcissism. The upside is I did go back and read it. One thing I never do is go back and re-read anything I’ve written. I once saw a clip of an interview with Nicole Kidman and she said she never watches the movie she played a character in. Why suffer through the inner critic (her words) or utter humiliation (my words)? When I was in the trenches of music writing I did go back and read through some old stacks … Read More

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This Here Now

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When I try to propel myself to participate in social media, I just think NO. Why? Some things I want to say have already been said. Literally today, i read a Hemingway quote compressing an entire post I wrote, and I felt validated about redundancy. I.just.can’t. And yet, I’m physically engaged. My dreams are so intense and real and tangible and intuitive. My conversations explain, answer questions, intrigue, deliberate, and help heal -hopefully. Everything else is noise. The external behaves matter-of-factly, thus is closed to listening or negotiation. And so, I can only be in my watching and waiting mode. Still. I want to believe I’m building up a new momentum, but I don’t want anyone reading this to anticipate. … Read More

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The Reality

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I would like to think I read more books than I realistically do. It’s a memory of myself -when I could stock up on books from the library weekly, when I only had the distraction of a few emails and penpals online. I didn’t have a television. I was in my first apartment and this was a lifestyle I thought I knew about myself. A funny thought just struck me. I’m sitting on a stool, typing on a low table. This was exactly how I was set up in my first apartment. I think I actually had my laptop on a wooden bench. I sold my desk when I moved most recently and don’t miss it. I also gave away … Read More

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In the Zone

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Long walks and long noodles. Long walks are good for the soul. 75% of noodle dishes are comfort food, so they are good for the soul too. Both were a part of my weekend. The walks have been an every Sunday thing. And they never involve a cell phone. I really love my cozy quaint neighborhood smack center in the high rise metropolis and cultural abundance of Dallas. If I spit out of my front door it’d hit a museum, bistro, tapas bar, or The Ritz. But I love my job more and will move again as soon as I can. I hate putting the miles on my car. And truthfully I don’t frequent any of the places in my neighborhood. … Read More

BrockaIn the Zone