curious table manners.

01/21/2011 § 1 Comment

i danced in the kitchen last night. it felt really, really good.

 

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at home.

08/08/2010 § Leave a comment

my little apartment feels more like home every day.

i felt it when i replaced the paper window shade with the grey ruffled curtains i’ve dreamed about. i felt it when one of my best friends called me and made me laugh as i had my legs perched over my new chairs. i felt it this morning when i stretched in bed and saw the sun peep through, teasing my floral bedspread. i felt it earlier as i grabbed freshly bought avocados and radishes out of my fridge and made a light lunch. i felt it now as i looked at myself in the mirror, fresh-faced, sans makeup, feeling strangely beautiful and at peace.

so this is what it feels like ?

i’ll enjoy it while it lasts.

let them wash over you.

07/06/2010 § Leave a comment

these waves of summer are biting cold in this heat.

but go under far enough, and your body will adjust.

it always does.

i love summer for what it brings out of us, from us.

“I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?”

“The Summer Day” by Mary Oliver

more than this.

07/02/2010 § Leave a comment

mint tea at cafe falai.
exit through the gift shop.
dinner at lucien.
conversations, dreams.
talks of collaborating.
parked car, absorbing music.
hers.

i love her passion. talent.
she’ll make it big one day.
she’ll move people.

you hear that ?:)

otis x try a little tenderness.

06/30/2010 § Leave a comment

a girl with long legs and an infectious smile is hula hooping outside the window.

it’s past midnight.

a man walks by with wilting roses in his arms, unwrapped.

taxis are filing down the street, windows down.

otis is telling you to try, try a little tenderness.

“all you got to do…”

it’s just one of those nights.

ella x i’ve got the world on a string.

06/30/2010 § Leave a comment

sitting at the coffeeshop on the corner,
working late into the night,
ella fitzgerald taking over my soul.

“i’m sitting on a rainbow…”

summertime…

06/08/2010 § Leave a comment

and the livin’ is easy.

this weather amazes — it took moving to new york to realize that i love summer maybe even more than spring, that which i’ve insisted on loving all my life. the flower buds, the growing warmth, the morning dew ? it would make so much sense why i would.

isn’t it crazy, then, that you can love something for so long and one ordinary day find that you can love something else just as much ? it doesn’t entirely make sense — the sweltering heat, the sweat on bare backs, the constant thirst. but it exhilarates nonetheless.

who knew there was so much room to give in these little hearts of ours. it may be more frightening than reassuring.

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