All I’m missing are my green leggings and pointed felt shoes and a brown and gold puffy velvet top. Fine…laugh all you want, it’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Otherwise, I can’t justify spending $30 on a haircut that turned a relatively stylish, if overgrown, bob into an ear-level medieval poodle do. Picture… Continue reading I am a medieval court attendant
I love Seattle’s new Central Library.
After a fight with my thief/optometrist and trying on clothes I desperately need but can’t afford, we watched Big Fish. You know, it’s funny but lately it seems like there are a lot of movies coming out in this Garcia-Marquez-Magical-Realism vein…Amelie, Frida, I guess more realistic would be a movie like the Royal Tenenbaums, an… Continue reading Big Fish
I went on a roadtrip this weekend. We had two car-fulls and went to Tzfat, a Jewish Holy city (“because lots of rabbis lived here”, as a young Orthodox Jewish girl told me when I asked her why it was so holy) and then down to two of the Christian Holy Places near the Sea… Continue reading Dust on the altar, wind in my heels
They are tidal waves that cover me over, and erase the scars of yesterday, smooth again for a new day’s footprints. I am the beach of my own sea. The day is ended and all is quiet and I can finally talk to myself, after a whole humming day of thoughts scurrying into the dark… Continue reading soliloquy