Offered to dogsit for C. over Thanksgiving and we scheduled a playdate with her German shepherd Akita mix who is eighty pounds and has raccoon eyes and is named Rokan. Ro jumps me when I walk in the door, tries to make out with me on the couch, then curls up in fetal position on the floor, which in my book is pretty good as far as first dates go.
C.’s roommate is out and the apartment smells like Mrs. Meyer’s Geranium. The washer runs in the background and the light in the room changes and we talk about traveling alone and with others. I flash back to my July trip and think then say out loud, Wherever I went, someone would tell me where to go next.
I leave with a nap on my mind, walk back to my apartment through McCarren Park and stop near a lamppost where I once kissed a girl to watch dogs chasing each other on a baseball diamond and kicking up elysian dust clouds that make everyone stop and take pictures on their phones.
Now the light’s faded and there are white hairs on my sweatshirt. Will you tell me where to go next?
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Espressoing
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A few more days
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Goodbye
A final Hi meeting
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meditation, Creativity
The local neighborhood bar has a quiet time between six and nine. It is a place that specializes in coffee, beer and seasonal menus. There is just enough of each for a satisfying snack and effective buzz. After the time when the laptop lids close and before the social gatherings start -- there is a sort of twilight*. Often this time is a fugitive ground rife with creative inspiration and meditative work -- of the kind that results in personal reward.*twilight may refer to civil, nautical or astronomical variety depending on your social or terrestrial condition
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Web, development
A man positions his mouse on the edge of his browser window. He clicks, holds and drags the viewport first left then right. The content of a video game promo micro site responds and adapts to the available space. To the man, this is more delightful than the game itself.
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subway, music
A man laboriously moves his piano down three levels onto the subway platform. Classic vocals and strided chords -- he played so well I swore he was blind. Oblivious to the heat on that August stage, he was most in touch with his audience -- whom he elevated with his music.
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Feminism
A woman should do exactly as she pleases no matter what a man may think.
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Travel
As the Dalai Lama once said, "It is a time when there is much in the window, but nothing in the room."
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stars, Grandma, Love
"No one understands me," she said. Her grandmother was silent for a minute. It seemed she was searching for an answer in the star speckled sky. "But no one understands anyone in this world, darling. We are all unique. It is what gives us a sense of wonder."
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