Where to? today?

 We walked today. 

To the rooftop garden, the stark tower, the broad way.

We went to the square where Jack London spent time in a saloon, still there.

We took the ferry, over foamy waves, out west.

For fish tacos, and perfectly assembled teams of bright minds. 

We saw the techies on their walks, 2 by 2, coffee in hand.

We went to see the modern art, to question it. I miss museums. I want more of them, I want to go far and wide. 

I want to see ancient beautiful things. I want to draw, I want to study; I want to reside. I want to create.

We sat facing eachother on the bench. In the primary color room. And chose our teams with twinkles in our eyes.

We went through all the exhibits . None caught our eye. Walked steps in sync down the stair case. I tend to find unison easily. 

I said goodbye, sat in the leather chair for my pb n j.

To Yerba buena gardens to sketch . I'm becoming architecture curious. 

To the bus, where a woman was screaming: I played diamonds on the soles of her shoes to drown it out: watched the window, the raw and real.

To the Yama: a long line. 3 tech bros. Waiting waiting. Beautiful long girl in flip flops. And Laura arriving in great time. 

And Laura, we talk and metabolize our lives in great positivity and thoroughness. In great earnest celebration. Delight. True witnessing. And holding with a glimmer. I want to live my whole life with her. She wants to go far, I'm thinking of it too. Where to? To somewhere with art all around me. 

Next year I will not live in Berkeley. But I have some world building to do....

To the bart. To the home. To the bed. To the messy room (always in movement). To the shower. To the pajamas. Favorite shirt has returned.

To the car. To the road. To the freeway. To the other one.

To the street, and then another lap to hear the song. 

And at last. To the small bed, in the small room. A hug from nanima and sweet dreams.

I love being full of love. O I love when love is everywhere. I love when I remember how much love can fill my life. It is so limitless. It is so divine. It flows through me like a river. Mind to toes. I wiggle them. I yawn. It all flows. There's a rhythm, there's a rhythm.

Inspiration to take life seriously. To invest in the craft. To become the craft. Let's see