after l.a., being back in barca was like quiet time.. well, not so quiet often too.. but i've just noticed that i am all about me right now. like i'm on some sort of rampage of making sure my ambition isn't hampered by stupid shit. shit, as in non-progressive, repetitive and un-lucrative shit. you know, it's a nothing's-getting-in-the-way type vibe i'm feeling about me lately. maybe jupiter and pluto joining capricorn these days has something to do with it.
also, back to the whole l.a. trip, i think i'm reacting to every separate detail of that trip now with my whole i-am-a-woman-rarr thing i'm acting out these days. it's a mix of re-connecting with the people i love out there, planning a wedding, the great weather, soaking in my culture, observing changes, finding out new things, great qualities from all the loved ones. so much love...
and then there's being on the other side of the pond too. aha. again, if i could live in two cities at once, it would be barca and l.a. it's as if these two cities are brother and sister.
so the last two months have been very reactive, me being reactive. like a fucking bomb. (smiling) i just gotta watch the thuggish ruggish attitude that i've been indulging with, reacting to all of the confusion. it's no good for the san b. heart. i get too worked up at times. to say the least.
they say that a way to a man's heart is through his stomach. what's the way to a woman's? break it down for me someone.
here's another thing, i've been enjoying a drink more often these days as well.
marketing with taste.
the one photo took of homie by a leica m2 becomes the symbol of revolution.
