10 MOMENTS

in miami / expended

visiting the Keys was an invaluable experience. living in Miami, i tend to live amongst and around nature, changing seasons with water bodies within hand’s reach. My sacral is clean, clear, and has a head start. It has never been more splendid, felt more clean and calm. more than enough. having too much earth in my chart helps with the diffusion that water offers me. i laughed my way to bathing on the beaches of Bahia National Park to drinking cola while watching a rainbow ‘appear’ and ‘vanish’ as i screeched across the keys, heart in hand.

That moment of taking it all in reminded me: moments don’t wait for anyone; you make them.

in my backyard, i write applications, i write poems about geckos and lizards (just as the one which inspired me to think about how to live in the moment), i dream in derps and i scream when i am tired- all the moments that i create in my backyard, which is lush with my landlord’s care, i am ripe and i look for cats with stripes, walking across ferns the size of trucks tucking out of the fences around me

How does it feel to be here with me, reading my thoughts as I try to find poetry?

Where are you sitting, standing, lying down, or listening from?
What time is it? What’s the weather like? How is your breathing? Are you giving yourself grace?

Do you like yourself? do you like yourself?

i have the opportunity to meet flora and fauna that is striking, spiritually advanced, more than what meets the eye kinds and very unique

solo dates are back, peeps! i have decided no matter how single, in a relationship or married i might be, i want to be able to date myself.

compression boots and cupping go hand in hand. I also got an IV infusion but i didn’t feel much different or fresh, and I would rather drink electrolytes than IV rush

That gaze and shadow play in my space is relentlessly liminal.

more solo dates at nearby indian hotspot, Bawarchi Biryani!

Yesterday, I had the opportunity to attend an Indian bandhwari fashion show at the Biscayne campus. It was splendid and made me miss home.

I read The Secret Doctrine by Madame Blavatsky this past month, taking my time with the book, and recognized how brilliant it has been to delve into the occult sciences.

Spending my days in libraries, reading about technical communication and space place rhetoric, drinking matcha protein shakes, eating gyozas that never fill me up, finding food trucks like Mr. Cheezious, sipping on an a la carte fresca, bikinis always beach ready, a pink towel and a pink water bottle always to carry, an umbrella for unannounced rains, pilates in loud rains and barre where i almost throw my quiche up, listening to Malone as I sit in a cabana and type applications, watching StartUp at 1 am in the night with Chinese food for comfort, holding hands at the airport, kissing every chance I get, late night grading sessions, early morning runs, a walk in Westbrook, and beans and spinach with yogurt for brunch.

I am eating my greens in my 30s every day. Finally, I am becoming my maa.

But oh, a pizza every now and then! ^ i ate this with my girlfriends as I galloped across Wynwood.