woooooooooo. it's 80 degrees here!

just when i think my life is so boring, and inconsequential i am reminded by the grace of gods that movement is not always measured by manifestation but shows itself in feeling and emotions. today i am breathing and remember that i am in love. in love with living. i am alive and no matter what the darkness brings i will stay here until it is time to leave. and for that i am greatful.. my tolerance for pain is increasing by monuments



in one week i am heading back to new york. i cannot wait. i get to ring in the new year in my favorite city, running amok and doing god knows what

then i get to head back to san francisco for wor and record a demo. there is so much movement i don't even want to speak on it yet. i can't wait to see how it all pans out...music, friends, work, city. i am tiring of being in orange county. it's fabulous to hang out with the sister and mother, and go to yoga and sleep and drive and be a bum...but i miss life. i miss the pulse and movement of buses and subways and cold weather. it's been 80 all week and jesus i'm itching to wear my winter coats :)



i miss being alone. the soul is tearing at my skin.



so life brings...what we will see. but it is movement. and more than i often stop to acknowledge. so today, right now, in the middle of a party in rivine, california i am taking a moment to say 'rock on' to relish in the beauty of life that is peaking and lapping on my tongue. i am in love with being alive in this moment. and i thank you, all of you for this.

wooooooooot.



xo

kim