When you can’t forgive, it’s when you haven’t let go of the past.
To forgive is when you’ve found a new relationship with time.
Observation by Caroline Myss 

“I’ve gotten sun burnt TWICE in my life!”
“No way! You burn?!”
“Yeah, the tip of my nose and cheeks were hurt’n, I went to my mama asked her what the heck was goin’ on. She told me son, that’s a burn. So I know what it’s like!”
“Haha! When I was a kid my mum made me wear […]

Paul’s got a big family. He’s got 6 other siblings and hundreds of cousins. Once in a while, his grandfather sends a news letter. 
The 9 page letter read like a fable of past and present. Like the story of Marj and Pete who had 15 cents on their wedding day in 1926. They bought one hot […]

Pop.
Pop.
Pop pop.
Obsessive
compulsive
popping.
And a mountain of satisfaction.

I forgot how me met, I feel like I’ve known him for a long time now. It started with simple hellos on the Internet. I found he’s from New Zealand. In 2007 he walked the Pacific Crest Trail from Mexico to Canada (his blog about PCT walk here). We had an odd first encounter at a party of […]

Last Saturday I danced with a purple dinosaur.
A friend who helps run a Shell stand in San Bruno California told me:
“No matter how high the price of gas, we make the same 30 cents per gallon”. He says customers have taken out their frustration by cursing at employees, kicking the bin, throwing rubbish, etc. So he’s countering […]

Went to Guitar Center on Saturday. Met Dana.

She rescues abandoned parrots and trains them as ‘healing birds’.
This one on her shoulder, Alex, was a chatter box. To my unaccustomed ears the parrot was talking gibberish, but with Dana they conversed freely, agreeing and disagreeing on various parrot matters. 
“I’m trying to teach another bird not to say curse words. That other one annunciates […]

There must be an elephant version too, with it’s trunk wrapped around the pole.
And I bet there’re flamingo legs extending to the pavement.
What else? Monkey’s tail?

A room mate’s in love. He drinks less. He laughs more.
He went out shopping for colourful shirts and ties. “For the job interviews” he says. “And, well, her.” Of course.

Talk of what she’d like in dim lit restaurants, and which one brings out his eye colour more.
Something about love that makes a person handsome.