February 28, 2012 § 2 Comments
Lately, I wake up convinced, this will be the best day of my life. I’m writing…..by my side is “i left my heart in san francisco” coffee mug, bursting with rich organic coffee, raw cacao, cinnamon, cloves, ginger, fenugreek, cardamon and raw honey. The dark exotic mixture falls down my throat and I feel I must be in love or in heaven, or somewhere away from the poverty of this earth. I feel rich, free, so happy, i know this feeling could not be of this earth. Still unsure. Is this the release of the writing, or my exotic heated beverage?
Either way, I could fly off this balcony and never come back down.
February 27, 2012 § 3 Comments