There is a new kind of dreaming and we’re in it.
Sometimes events happen unannounced and unexpected. Sometimes with or without permission from the outside, I rekindle a forgotten dream of a new life regardless of the countless times I was begged otherwise. I begin to tell my myself another story, … Continue reading
Have I told you about my summer home? I’m dreaming of it and it looks something like this. Minimalist living is a given when in a straw-hat most of the day. Shoes not permitted and certainly no clutter. Not that … Continue reading
Here’s to midday naps and to friendships that span cultures, species, oceans, light years and galaxies.