Pune — My favourite part on any given day would be to get up early (not too early) in the morning, make a cuppa (or not) and sit on the stairs adjacent to my room on the third floor of the hostel, where the cold breeze inevitably blows, no matter how blazing is the sun (early mornings never disappointed me). I could sit here and meditate or just sit here and look endlessly, catch the sunset once in a wh...
Healdsburg — to find my next event: what heat what lane? Please dear god lane four lane four lane four lane four, please please please lane four lane four. Aaack. Lane six. OK. Lane six. Lane six. Crap. I hate th...
New york — I can’t say that it’s the order of operations one usually imagines. I certainly didn’t. After all, apartments are the essence of city living. I always hoped it would be a house we’d leave for. But reg...
Chapel hill — Been playing with watercolors and people. Playing with memory too I guess. Color’s in the past. It streaming behind us, an endless reel of people, places and emotion. I don’t know what comes next....
Happy (belated) birthday, L.A.
This is the view I woke up to every morning for last one year & now it's time to say goodbye...
Running in the garden, half of the time playing, half of the time fighting. Living without trouble, innocent and young
Growing up rare.
The Special Moment That Made Me Truely Smile This Week.
Amsterdam, travel and growing up
The Hostel
So what do I do next? Where does it all go from here?
forever in darkness
Nostalgia
You think things will never change... Then reality slaps your face, hard
Think back to the most awkward period in your life. For most of us, that’s our middle school years.
We are buying an apartment and leaving the city.
Places gain meaning and they become a part of you
A house full of history (aka: "Carolita smelleleta")
This used to be me. Not literally me. But, me back when I was competitively swimming. Looking at the board
My daughter, Harley turned five three days ago. She's growing up...