I'm back in America, in California, in the places I used to be most familiar in. I now feel like a fish out of water. They say that life is fast in the States and it sure is. I'm still struggling to articulate that in words. My body, on the other hand, seems to identify it better. Sweaty hands. My hands have been nervous wrecks since before I touched down on American soil and continue to stay so.
I took the train from San Diego to Los Angeles over the weekend and got to witness the most beautiful clouds. It was quite a treat and feeling inspired I wrote a short something. I never post anything I write, but today I'm feeling especially open. Hope to see your lovely face soon!