California

is the place where I am at the moment.

Lindsy's recommended movies so far:
Memento
Mulholland drive
Vanilla sky (why have I still not seen this?)

Watched The Greatest on the way over and felt all achy that I missed you.

Hello reality! The real smells - ocean and fog and of the plants which grow here - always are here for me when I choose to wake up. The blush on the horizon of the matte grey skies when I wake up, dawn's beauty colliding with the clouds which stretch from my roof to the golden gate bridge. The bay area twinkles its night lights in a vista of unique buildings, the river of red and white (like a peppermint swirl)headlights sliding through it in the continuous throbbing roar. There's a few factory steam plumes which I link from to the fog, as if all that white cloud coming from them turns into my blank grey skies and swamps us all.

'It is terrible to desire and not posses, and terrible to posses and not desire.' W.B. Yeats.