The smiling tuktuk driver; wonderful super mario kart course; beautiful elegant wonderful costumes and fabrics; happy foods, desserts; navigating rain on sidewalks; looking for fireworks across the city; finding favorite remembered foods; Ee-Ee my langsat hero+; A.SJ my cockroach hero (let’s not make that a thing); good gracious cockroach adventures (let’s really not make that a thing); sunsets and sunrises; beautiful beautiful juxtapositions, and many views thereof; chocolate tea with earl grey jelly, found again; ridiculous and happy airport trolley cart rider; dancing and packing; navigating rush hour bangkok; happy babies and their friendship; introducing Asea and Renu28 to people and watching them smile, dance, hope, register domain names; sharing sandals; best friends making somtam; my cousins; infinity pools; double malay wedding and perfect priorities; perfect Bangkok parking; night of the blue blood moon; high strung family and absolutely wonderful family; candlelit showers; night markets fish markets food markets fruit markets; 24-hour fruit+ market; sharing airplane seats; movie tradition; after-hours jacuzzi times; Oathbringer; dancing and packing; secret bookshelf room; elusive burger vendors; wrangling digital photos; laughing ancestors; mango lassi and coconut; heritage foods and lessons; perfect Penang driving; seeking wifi; the longest bridge in Asia (really, guys?); happy family on the motorbike; all the icecreams; wonderful house gardens; creative cny decor; my sister; multiple karoke; guppy fish spa; old friends and new ventures; the whiskey bar, perfect; classical life; hotel lounge life; and thanks for all the fish, and seafoods. See you again soon[er].
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Back within the Stormlight Archive and dancing with storms and words and wonders and humanity. And epic Doctor Who is simply lovely. And Mom’s key lime pie means many sweet things to me. My family. Christmas. 2017. Noticing much, noticing how much I’ve not noticed. Cold cold outside today, and continues.. Much gratitude for the basics and the luxury. So much to celebrate. Not an island. Not a coconut. The joy of halite. The pronunciation of dour.
Josh Ritter – Winter Time (the Snow is Coming Down); Hotel Song “‘Say the highway is for lovers, but he ain’t no friend of mine, cuz every time I find my heart I lose it to that long yellow line.”
Nine Days – I Feel Fine
Hotspur – Her Majesty; Young & Reckless; Criminal
Snow Patrol – Take Back the City, It’s Beginning to Get to Me
SGNL – Reluctant Hero; Domo
The theme for this week has been solidly “misunderstandings”. Doesn’t permeate everything, yet very paints/drapes pretty much all.
Dreams involved I think two sibling pairs of cousins. And a school play. And during rehearsal being expected to sing lead in one of the segments except I was very distracted trying to reach siblings through messaging on phone, and then didn’t know the song whatsoever, and teacher was absurdly kind about and suggested I do a next time show if I wanted.. And I think two of the cousins made it to the play later and it was a very eclectic theater including a back room with large fish tanks, surely student projects; they looked good though and served well enough in backdrop for the play. …
Thirty six years ago, I was born. And chances are good — certainly if relying on past patterns of personal history — that I will be alive at the end of this day. And I take that so deeply for granted.
This has been among the best years of my life, and this month has just begun and is already among the most…memorable.
What I’ve learned this year is that health is everything. When I and my family found Asea and redox signaling molecules in 2011, I learned that all health comes down to the health of our cells; and I learned that I took health totally for granted; and I learned that health doesn’t just impact whether a person is functional and able — it can impact their whole outlook, their view of themselves and life and the world around them. And still I thought health was just one piece of the pie. And on most days it is. However, on a day when health is truly compromised or missing? It is not just the whole pie, it is the only pie.
Health is everything. Before empathy and education and innovation. Nothing is more important than that we are healthy, whole as possible for us, alive. All hope and all love. My kingdom for a breath of life.
My head and heart are full of words and thoughts and feelings.
Mostly: love and gratitude. And still surprise and confusion. Mostly love and gratitude.
Thank you thank you +++ for the love and the loved in my life. Thank you. I wish the words reflected the dimensions, the feelings. They’re more like markers. I hope I’ll remember, and understand — at least as much as I ever did — and I trust time may continue to lend me further dimensions.
Okay. Simply: thank you, cheers, and CTRL+S on this first 36; and here’s to the next 63+.
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