wake&b

it's been a season or two since any contact. je m'excuse. in that time the metro ran the length of the world but didn't move. i changed latitude and longitude. and meanwhile appearances and ambiances have shifted. and meanwhile, the playground of this perception is different now too. i play in different cities. and truth has come out about bloodlines. it feels like we are closer to an end. my dreams have been nightmares and reality has offered moments of the ideal. otherwise, space is full. there are gaps. gaps where memories should be forming but aren't. the tone is violet. i confronted a major fear. actually this past weekend. so what i realized was: you can't really apologize for being human and humans have this nervous energy and to be truthful it is charming and it's definitely not perfect. we have to be okay with this. and if we are ok with our faults and shortcomings, that my friends is the trick. the trick is not to be perfect and not to mind. you can't apologize for your experience on this earth. and it is what you are. try to be better but don't be so hard on yourself. the world looks better in lo-fi. laugh when you end up in a bizarre foreign territory like the zone of friends after a layover in prebridal makeover. laugh and reroute yourself to where you need to be. which is existing and appreciating and exhibiting an openness for the right type of unintentional experience. remember that sometimes the older ones are even more clueless. you don't need to skip your 20s. laughter yoga.