yeah yeah yeah... the 'phase of transition'
this limbo in which i feel blind every time i come back.
in these days of indolent void only two things are certain:
my best friend is definitely a book
still, my worst enemy is cellulitis
lol?
mmm
tomorrow i'm off to rome, capital city of italy man, visiting some good ol'friends.
rocking the confusion away, letting pervade the spirit with the deep vibrations of ben harper's sweet and painful voice, ka-ka boum!
it's great to have a little tiny happy buddha on the desk, if only i could see it more often through the mountains of books i surrounded myself during the nearly-a-month-now after my arrival from the australasian side of the world.
it's raining again, the tan has gone, i need waves
-big rumbling angry ocean waves
there are no waves in the mediterranean sea, it's kind of boring, it's like been in front of a big lake... just like in Taupo... 'the size of Singapore, meine Damen und Herren'
it's beautiful, absolutely stunning, but not as dramatically passionate as the ocean can be
i go to bed
and i hope this stream of consciousness will follow me into my dreams tonight.
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