i read a book tonight about growing up in prague during the cold war. the kid drew a lot. and liked the beatles. finally made it to america. his children asked him why he came, and if he was an "early settler." he said he came for drawing. he took his family back to prague, and they couldn't understand what was so horrible about it. things change. freedom is an amazing thing.
speaking of changing, i like to drink water while i'm peeing sometimes to give me perspective on the cyclic nature of the world around me. everything changes. becomes something else. then back to what it started as. and back again. there. and back again. just incredible. this world. lets keep it.
been listening to a lot of npr lately while sitting in my club chair, wearing a cardigan and house shoes and pretending to smoke a pipe. feeling better informed, and like i can carry on an interesting and intelligent conversation. that feels good.
i need art films, literature and music right now. two weeks off. beautiful wife. oregon. sister. brother. fajah. majah. excellent.
then the cycle will bring me home. awareness is half the battle. in bed.
