|I used to own these squares. Not so much at the dodgeball circle though. |
(Stockard Coffee Elementary School)
I like to write notes to myself during different states of consciousness. While falling asleep, waking up, hungry, insanely full, high on music, calm, burdened, happy, contemplative, in love, out of love, in front of love...and so on. I find pieces of paper in between folders, crumpled up in the bottom of my purses, in my drawers, hidden amongst my dollar bills in my wallet. Every time I find a piece, I instantly feel like I found candy in my pocket. Or maybe a benjamin. It depends on how much I like what I wrote, I suppose. :)
These are just a few notes I took during my weekend trip to SF:
*Every ligament of my body is a string to an instrument. My entirety is a symphonic orchestra to the music.
*Cheese & crackers will always make me feel youthful and fanciful at the same time.
*I've decided. I need to live in Tulum (Mexico) during winter, Brooklyn in the spring, LA in the summer and SF during fall(1). Yes.
*...but this music, this music right here, paints a moving breathing scene where you are much a part of as any other image in the scene. It paints the story and leaves you just enough for you to make it your own. (about Explosions in the Sky)
*Sunset; we synchronized our last breaths to each other as she said goodbye to me; her, ready to say hello to the other side of the world
#2: tied between persimmons and watermelon
Close runner-ups: seedless grapes, mangosteen (these would be in my top 3 if easily attainable!), mangoes
*Dreamlining(2) is fun.
*I'm thankful for ice cream(3). Especially the creamy ones that linger on your tongue. And the tangy fruity sorbets that make you feel like your mouth just went on vacation to the tropics.
*It proves that my thoughts about this place were not just dreams. They really happened. Dreams and reality happened here. (My visit back to my childhood(4)).
*I love the smell of Modesto.
(1) When I discovered that SF is perfect in late fall (no fog, mid-60 degree weather, colorful trees, warm sun), I felt as though I joined a secret club. Did everyone know this fact already?? Now I'm gonna plan all my SF trips around the fall season.
(2) Dreamlining = Making a timeline for your dreams
(3) If you find yourself in the Bay Area, enjoy yourself a scoop (or three!) of Ici! Their honey-sage walnut and their early grey ice cream are keepers
(4) Up until this weekend, I have not visited any of the places I've lived in in the past. I finally visited my childhood home of Modesto, California. I hadn't been back in 14 years. People think I joke around when I say this, but Modesto was and still is a magical place to me. It represents the child in me - the "always excited about life and thirsty for adventure" child in me. My visit was quite emotional to say the least. Emotional in the sense of me jumping up and down yelling, "OMG. THIS IS IT!!! IT'S REAL!!!!!!!" :) I've written about my memories of Modesto several times in the past. Think I'll repost some of them in the next few days along with some photos I took on my trip.