Eyes tired from adventure and necessity.The past week has been strangers and friends and strangers you meet, on purpose, at night.
I haven't been writing much.
Sometimes the stories I live are so vast and bizarre that even I have a hard time believing them.
But in their truth, they take time to dissolve, digest, understand, enjoy.
This time around they involve magicians and mimes and Draculas and gay organists (redundant) and education administrators and no less than five languages and dancing with a person in a tuxedo whose name I do not know and speeding to get to a destination by 2 AM and beautiful views of the city and bites upon my neck (not the kind that leave gross marks) and a charming doppelgänger of Mikhail Baryshnikov who drinks apple-tinis and orders them as if he is stating a fact.
Life is huge.
On multiple levels and for a thousand reasons political and enjoyable:
Step outside of what you know.
be well; be loved,
k.
(image: Mikhail Baryshnikov)
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