In India, the many legal rules get subsumed by the one real rule: you can do anything on the road, just don’t crash. I was thinking about that one big rule when I saw the motorcycle cut in front of me, and I knew I was fucked.
We take another step through another room in the museum, soft eyes take in another work on another wall.
of bold Phaethon, but also better, victory won.
I read a really wonderful little book recently, all about how to be good at being in love
Confidence is a funny thing. Yesterday I took the Istanbul metro for the first time in order to reach a kebabi that I had been recommended to try. Trips like that are full of unknowns. First, an untrodden route to the station. Then, the litany of onboarding tasks: pilot the machine from Turkish to English, purchase a metro card, fight with the machine to accept your currency like you’re an overzealous dinner date insistent on paying. Now, confirm the correct line, wait uncomfortably in the crow
So much can change in three months, long enough for days to blur together, if you don’t stop to count them. Is it twenty Saturdays…
I write more when I travel. There are the same number of hours in a Saturday in Los Angeles as there are in Mexico City, but the words seem…
Tonight I had dinner at Quintonil. I’m told that this is the 24th best restaurant in the world. My meal was delicious, as you’d expect. I…
Happy birthday, Athina. I know it’s a bit late, so forgive me, but I couldn’t miss an opportunity to remind you how special you are.
On a good day, you’re unbothered to wake to the sound of somebody else’s alarm at 530am. Your only protest will be against parting, as you…
I wrote a haiku
Well, I guess I got drunk before I got to the cave. But things didn’t exactly get better underground.
Jealous Sunday nights that won’t release me into Monday morning.
Our thoughts don’t see the opposite shore. Lost over the horizon, we find no answers.
“You’re a narcissist.” She said it with a smile and no sign of judgement in her eyes. This felt like too true of an idea to have developed…
She arrives at my door without warning, never totally unexpected, always a pleasant surprise. I welcome her in, barely able to conceal my…
The devil invented French to give name to my desire,
You can’t force genius but you can set the table for it and invite it in.
in one direction is splayed all people that exist with you in the now
I rode the motorcycle back in time.
It was 9pm on a Wednesday when she asked how my day was and what I was up to. Then:
And I reminded it of who I am,
Night has set in over Brussels. The old buildings stand taller, preening in the warm glow of the street lamps. I pull my coat close…
“How do you breathe?”
The short beginnings of a not very long story, inspired by a wonderful phrase turned by my friend, Ambrielle, and a painting of a pig and…
Snippets of journals, notes and conversations from my solo travels across Singapore, Vietnam, and Cambodia
Riding the 150km from Ho Chi Minh City to Cat Tien National Park is one of the more “adventurous” things I’ve ever done. The city offered…
A short 1km walk from the lodge, the road dead ends at the river, the boundary line of Cat Tien. A $2 fee bought me a ride across on the…
I want to enjoy the best that the world has to offer But the world does not owe me anything I must be worthy of the best
The best version of me knows that I haven’t met the best version of me yet
Every now and then someone asks me for help dressing better. I tend to give variations on the same general answer, so I thought I’d write…
Drawing is waaaay outside my natural skillset. I’m enjoying engaging such a different part of my brain.
I tried my hand at crafting to make a birthday gift for my good friend, Ambrielle. She has this great purse and incredible metallic dress…
Last night I followed the strangest instructions I’ve ever been given.
Last night I followed the strangest instructions I’ve ever been given.
from Dec 2016 — at the time I posted on facebook:
I had a dream last night. It was full of waterfalls and tornadoes and the adventures of a young boy. It was one of my better dreams so I…
This morning I found a Kindle Voyage under the Christmas tree and immediately loaded up Tren Griffin’s Charlie Munger: The Complete…