Tuesday, January 28, 2014

writing again

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Today one of my dear dear friends sent me a message that said: I miss your blog.  And so I decided, maybe it was time to make this a littl...
Sunday, August 18, 2013

coffin underground

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I live in a small coffin underground is what I tell everyone Because my apartment is the size of a small hotel room smaller And there ...
Friday, August 2, 2013

i guess my blog is me.

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sometimes i open up this blog and read through past entries and laugh.  they are all so different.  somehow, thought, when i read them, they...

warm

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sun breaks through the thick thick clouds and for one day it warms the land. it falls on the skin and starts to burn but the feeling is so...
Wednesday, July 31, 2013

my momma

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my momma is one amazing woman.  i realize this more and more the older i get and the more time i spend around her. i look back on my teen y...
Tuesday, July 30, 2013

a good summer

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I picked the perfect summer plans and let me tell you why.  I sublet my apartment for 6 weeks and left town.  Not to galavant in a new an ex...
Thursday, July 25, 2013

a little boy named Artin.

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my mother told me a story today that i had heard nothing of before.  "something amazing happened in Iran last week," she said, ...
Monday, December 17, 2012

and just like that...

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A call came today telling us her cancer is back.  They had removed it in both breasts a few months ago and we had thought it was fine, it wa...
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Sunday, December 16, 2012

unplugged

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It's been two and a half years since I turned off my email.  Every day I check it.  I leave it on at all hours and wait for that little ...
Sunday, December 9, 2012

hammock and juice

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Dad put up the hammock yesterday.  The one they bought in Peru.  I'm pretty sure my sister, niece, and I wore the other...
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Thursday, December 6, 2012

the new normal?

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I'm sitting at an airport restaurant in Toronto between flights, eating tikka masala. I don't think I even like tikka masala.  I e...

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I don't even remember the last time I opened this. I read my last post and I have no idea who I am even talking about. It's been ...
Wednesday, September 26, 2012

free

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When he is free he is really free.  He writes, he calls, he uses kind words. When he is free he lets himself be himself.  He watches attent...

bAlAnCe

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Balance. Ba      lance. Balan       ce. No matter how much I try for it, it always ends up looking something li...
Monday, August 13, 2012

a sacrifice

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He addressed the whole crowd.   As he glanced up, a piece of hair, once so neatly in place with the rest of the white hairs...
Saturday, August 4, 2012

i miss her.

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Sitting in front of me today was a young girl - maybe in her mid-twenties - situated next to her grandmother with her arm resting easily aro...

the NYC metro

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Why can't the metro in New York City be a little more like the trains in Madrid, or in Santiago.  Clean, air-conditioned, super easy to...
Friday, August 3, 2012

Luigi the Magician from Italy

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Today I met Luigi from Italy who just happens to be a magician.  He barely speaks English and I know no Italian, and surprisingly, we could ...
Thursday, August 2, 2012

this life style.

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I seem to quite like this Spanish European lifestyle. Dinner is after 8pm, unequivocally.  Things start at 9pm and go well into midnight.  ...

Magical Madrid

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The last time I was in Spain, or Europe for that matter, was when I was on holiday while living in Haifa, Israel.    All of that was pr...