peace


I am writing from an internet cafe in Mendocino, California.

It is stunning up here, clouds and ocean and bluffs and extrememly animated coffee store workers even when it’s not quite 8 AM. I’m here with my mom, who is as much in need for this sort of weekend as I am; indeed, she is currently in hour 2 of her hot stone massage. I already had mine.

I took a walk this morning and the ocean breeze was making the tiny hole in my paper cup of coffee sing.

More soon… maybe.