In the fascinating realm of the color of this pale girl´s skin, I want it to be known that although I am still ghostly in comparison to every Brazilian and every other traveller I see (must be the number sixty sunscreen and the beach umbrella), I managed to de-sockline myself yesterday. Truly amazing
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Part of me loves the quest, lives for the quest, revels in the quest. Then there's the part of me that feels compelled to settle things, once and for all. It's kind of the metaphysical twin to the urge I have to say, buy ONE pan, one really good pan, and be done with it for life, with warranty. Now, that's settled, let's move on. Does that translate, the materialistic example to the ideational whole?
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I know, I´m caught between the quest and being desperate to just throw in the towel and accept crap. I hope the quest wins. I have a good pan or two, but I think there´s an analogy there somewhere I´m supposed to be following. Decisions must be made, that´s for sure. Still vacillating, btw. Sometimes I just wish someone would tell me what to do. But then I´d tell them to get bent and then where would I be? (in an internet cafe in brazil at 3:16 am, perhaps?)
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