Processing on Cloud 9
I'm engaged... I--a-m--e-n-g-a-g-e-d. It must still be sinking in as I've found myself mentally living in another world since Saturday. I week ago while celebrating my birthday in Santa Fe, Preston asked me to live the rest of life with him as his wife and best friend. I said YES! without a moment of hesitation and haven't stopped staring at my finger since. (I've also missed my BART stop by 5 stops and spent 20 min wandering around the parking lot looking for my parked car.) The beautiful photos taken by Austin HERE, capture all my excitement and joy of the...
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in the past 2 months, i've slept in 20 different places... (trust me, i counted). i've crashed on airplanes and airport floors. i've slept on the roof of a house and on the sand of the arabia. i've shared rooms with 6 others, beds with friends, and even slept in the rooms of stranger artists. i've stayed with new zealanders, texans, and i even bedded down with the little mermaid in her island home (no, i'm not joking... if you know lisa, you know what i'm talking about). i've seen the arabian sky, snow skied in the desert, and baked...
Read Morei slept on a bed for the first time in a month. a real bed. with high count, chocolate brown fitted sheet below my skin and a tucked layer of goodness above me. an authentic down comforter and custom, mom-and-daughter made cover allowed me to forget every previous cold, drafty night. the steel head board dad and i fashioned together aestically holds the visual pleasure and functional warmth together. [though i doubt he'll ever want to move it cross country again] illuminated by a single light from above, it toys with me and silently beckons me to climb into its layers with my...
Read Moresan francisco bay. . . . bay windows bet you never knew where they got their name, i didn’t either… …but now, i’m a proud renter of one.
’so where are you living?’ i get this question a lot by clients, new friends, random public transportation people. i have to smile as i answer, ‘on a couch in berkeley,’ for several reasons… one] it seems as if in some time in everyone’s life, they should have no other place to call home but a couch in a friend’s living room. i mean seriously. always having a room and knowing you have a place to lay your head is completely overrated. living with only the contents of 2 suitcases for a month and changing in the living room… who wouldn’t want that? two]...
Read Morethis is the third year in a row i’ve ’started over’…argh… ’start over’… that phrase automatically conjures up preconceptions and presumptions in my mind. these linked notions include words like… ‘new beginning’ as if the previous end was undesirable, perhaps a ‘clean slate’ as if to say the wrongs are behind me and a clear canvas ahead, or even more appropriately, ‘back to the drawing board,’ implying the first idea was not quite right so let’s try it again. [fyi... architects rarely use drawing boards anyway despite what we may tell you.] hmmm… yeah. i don’t like any of these ‘new...
Read Morei pulled my shirts from their places on the hangers and squeezed my 3 oz bottles into the 1 qt bag as tightly as i could. one last scan of the room before i wheeled my luggage down the hall. i think i’ll tire of this suitcase soon…it will continue to be my dresser for the next month until an apartment is found and the rest of my things arrive. as well, work will require its use often, already a trip next week to la and this is only the beginning. but it’s okay… i get the feeling this job...
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