Boston.
Providence.
Silent Meditation in the outskirts of Mass.
Back in Brooklyn.
In a bed in Manhattan.
Home to DC.
and currently: just arrived in Colorado, ready to ski for three days.
I hop towns, living in cars + buses+ bikes.
Crossing state lines + bridges during sunset.
I hold on to my luggage, my sense of self, a girl's hand, your sanity, a drink.
So much is happening and soon.
A valentine's rave. A partner in crime. An article. A conference.
Try to remember this:
Anitcha. Impermanence. Nothing lasts forever. Live, now.
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