November 1, 2010, 11:05 am
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Flat ocean, grey sky, warm air. I want: a meat pie, some salt and vinegar chips, a small pizza, a bowl of french onion soup. I have: a little bit of hummus, a sad tomato, some spaghetti, a loaf of bread, some grapefruit marmalade, a packet of soup con msg.

Gravy. Gravy would be very good.


Lately there are good people around. One of the things you realize is that good people attract other good people. Good people help other people be better versions of themselves. Magic isn’t really magic, it’s just the universe organizing itself by type and kind. [Which is partly stolen from Shantaram, the theory of how the universe is always organizing and moving, increasing complexity].

The Aussie chick who has been travelling perpetually for five years, who had been kidnapped in India, who slept in parking lots and is knitting herself a swimsuit. The Scottish girl who instructs snowboarding and isn’t afraid of the rough parts of Glasgow, who is planning her life a couple of months in advance only on the possibility of crashing in a mountain share house or finding a couple months at home or something completely different. The girl behind the bar who quit her job and left her life two weeks after finding out her boyfriend was cheating on her, stopped for a week here and stayed seven months.

The girl who used to be a lawyer and now wears the same pair of shorts every day, who dreams of barrels and long green lines and is perfecting her salsa recipes.


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