everyone knows it’s Windy
Let’s see. Windy, windy, windy morning walk, bundled up and eyes wide alert for flying palm fronds. Sweet, sweet San Diego (riff on Rocky Horror).
Ran into Diego – “Hola mi amigo.”
It rained, then the sun shone. Meanwhile, back here in the room, laying on the floor with wicked long stretches, dancing around with Major Lance, writing stuff and being stuff.
Being this Wednesday. Yo soy Miercoles (I am Wednesday).
Koan – “There are moments when you know your life has changed. It’s like being invited into the inner chamber, in which everything is there.”
Sweet day, Kids.