Monday: Why don’t you turn into somebody you never dreamed you’d become and start doing meal prep? I can barely work up the energy to get up in the morning […]
Mexico City was just as wonderful as when I’d left it, and all my feline friends were with me. I honestly couldn’t have been happier. But I could not sleep to save my life. It turns out Jessica snores at about the same decimal level as a fighter jet taking off. I don’t know how she slept through the racket she was causing. I certainly couldn’t, and you might remember that I’m deaf in one ear. Just imagine how awful it would have been with two functioning auditory nerves.
I miss all those people and all these places. In fact, missing things might be the only unpleasant part of travel. Abroad, your existence is transitory; you are an ephemeral presence in another world. I think of these encounters daily, like the waitress at the Café Saint-Antoine that I adored, but they’re surely too busy living their lives to recall a young man who spent a month on their shores. Still, it’s wonderful to have that to remember and reflect on.
I’ve never thought much of tattoos. They haven’t interested me much over my life, but I never had a problem with them. I took issue with ugly ones, of course. […]
I woke easily and early this morning with a choked sob. I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want to go back home to the cold and snow and ice […]
I can’t stop saving pictures, so it’s time for another delightful installment of my faux Tumblr. Prepare yourself for fun. I have become obsessed with Jean Cocteau’s art again. It […]