Last night was tough for me. I found myself crying, as I have a lot lately, and not really knowing why. It all just felt a bit crazy... me sitting in this hammock looking out at the beautiful ocean, hearing the crashing of the waves, but craving familiarity... wanting to be sitting in a movie theatre and be taken away somewhere fantastical, or drinking tea surrounded by people who know me. Being known, knowing yourself... things that come up constantly for me on this road that I´m on, finding a context for your existence in a world that at times can feel so strange and different from your instincts. The past while has been a mix of a lot of things, a roller coaster ride of ups and downs. Zoe and I left Canoa and headed
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