(Found among other text files, left unfinished, or at least unrefined)
I write now because i have time, and not because I'm particularly inclined to. I'm aware that it's been months since my last personal written recollection, and I guess this will be it.
I reside in Mountain View, California now. And between a delightful new job, happy new people I've met, dance lessons, moving in, my mom dying, Carlos and Montse graduating in Pittsburgh, me getting a bike, me getting a bike stolen, me refusing Echo's requests for help, me refusing Amanda's request for help, finding a psychic and now regularly attending sessions with her, finding a therapist and going to sessions with her, looking for a new apartment, finding a new apartment, meeting a cool and cute neighborr from Saudi Arabia, attending dance and exercise classes at my job, meeting a few girls at the dance classes with whom conversation has been jolly and pleasant but fleeting, attending choir singing sessions, interrupting those sessions, attending improv sessions, interrupting those sessions, following a regular meditation practice with a small rose crystal recommended by my psychic, oh and of course, meeting Maria, going on a California roadtrip with her, eating psychedelic mushrooms, attending Euphoria 2014, going on an LSD trip, performing a Jazzy-style dance together with the Jazz Fusion group at a PrideFEST, attending a Sierra Leone's Refugee All Stars Concert, going to a karaoke birthday party at a bar with the improv group, having an awesome time at a karaoke room in Cupertino with Cathy, scouring through IKEA catalogs and showrooms to find the best furniture and home accessories for me, installing classy wall mirrors on my apartment, oh my attending the Rainbow Gathering 2014, getting advice from a cool guy to try an african dream root, buying the dream root, meeting a visiting girl from Sydney at my job, deciding to meet up with her for lunch and a walking tour of San Francisco on a Saturday afternoon, and practicing my violin with Lindsey Stirling songs, I've been having a lovely time.
I write now because i have time, and not because I'm particularly inclined to. I'm aware that it's been months since my last personal written recollection, and I guess this will be it.
I reside in Mountain View, California now. And between a delightful new job, happy new people I've met, dance lessons, moving in, my mom dying, Carlos and Montse graduating in Pittsburgh, me getting a bike, me getting a bike stolen, me refusing Echo's requests for help, me refusing Amanda's request for help, finding a psychic and now regularly attending sessions with her, finding a therapist and going to sessions with her, looking for a new apartment, finding a new apartment, meeting a cool and cute neighborr from Saudi Arabia, attending dance and exercise classes at my job, meeting a few girls at the dance classes with whom conversation has been jolly and pleasant but fleeting, attending choir singing sessions, interrupting those sessions, attending improv sessions, interrupting those sessions, following a regular meditation practice with a small rose crystal recommended by my psychic, oh and of course, meeting Maria, going on a California roadtrip with her, eating psychedelic mushrooms, attending Euphoria 2014, going on an LSD trip, performing a Jazzy-style dance together with the Jazz Fusion group at a PrideFEST, attending a Sierra Leone's Refugee All Stars Concert, going to a karaoke birthday party at a bar with the improv group, having an awesome time at a karaoke room in Cupertino with Cathy, scouring through IKEA catalogs and showrooms to find the best furniture and home accessories for me, installing classy wall mirrors on my apartment, oh my attending the Rainbow Gathering 2014, getting advice from a cool guy to try an african dream root, buying the dream root, meeting a visiting girl from Sydney at my job, deciding to meet up with her for lunch and a walking tour of San Francisco on a Saturday afternoon, and practicing my violin with Lindsey Stirling songs, I've been having a lovely time.
