It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?
Category Archives: true stories
No explanation required. Dedicated to my mom, my grandmas, my aunties, mis primas, my students.
River going to take me, sing sweet and sleepy, Sing me sweet and sleepy all the way back home. It’s a far gone lullaby, sung many years ago. Mama, mama many worlds I’ve come since I first left home. Goin’ … Continue reading
My birthdays tend to be a bit over the top, in both style and duration. I realize this is a bit silly and juvenile, but so are many things that I also like. I also realize that this tradition would … Continue reading
Balance exists in our lives. It is not always easy to see, and if you subscribe to certain eastern philosophies, you may never recognize this balance as it permeates myriad lifetimes. But, as I accuse some people of the need … Continue reading
There are all sorts of things going on in my head right now that I should be focusing on, so instead I am going to tell a story about another person. This is probably sort of shady, but I think … Continue reading
I have written often of my hometown. Due to frequency it is not always positive, though looking back through the different stories and mentions, the good has consistently outweighed the bad. I am from a small town. A town I … Continue reading