Today I am chasing, running, drinking, coordinating, wanting, feeling, reading.
My guide had an interview. Some intensely Berkeley-sounding interview...
Feeling steamrolled-over. I am finding more and more that I need time and space to mull things over.
writers... write. Readers... dream they are writers
snow.. rain... stay awhile
I hate being sick because it makes me vulnerable.
Making your own soap.
This morning, friends and strangers got together for a Secret Breakfast Club. We sat in the garden at the Edible Schoolyard started by Alice Waters in Berkeley.