I asked my neighbor Vic, who is a tree-wrecker and looks like a pirate (gold earring, tall buckled black boots, du-rag, parrots) where he grew up: "I grew up in South Chicago." We live on Rhode Island Street in Lawrence, KS. I asked him why he left. "I left to discover the world." Damn! Exactly. In the huge endless boulder-turning of the wheel of young people leaving home to discover the great big world, somewhere around its surface/manifestation there I am.
I've lived here a long time, or hereabouts, goofing around, going to school, playing baseball, meeting people, thinking about the world, spirituality, so on and so forth and I am interested in what other places of the world have to show and give when it comes to these and other things. Another friend of mine called me on the phone: "I love life!" She said it ten or fifteen times in a row. "I LOVE LIFE." That day she really loved life. Sometimes you're in love and sometimes you're out of it, but it's always around...
Bottom line is, I've made some bad decisions and I can't worry about them. I've made some good decisions and I can't worry about them either. Let's take today!
Animal: I wish I was a squirrel
Music: The Tallest Man on Earth, K'naan, Woody Guthrie