Sunday, November 8, 2009

my brain, my pusher
or after the low, the high

did i say i sang the praises of kajmak?  forget kajmak, i sing the praises of my all powerful brain. 

after the flood of chemicals (was it something i ate?) that laid me low, that led me through rapid cycling ups and downs and downs... and downs over the last week…  as fast as it came, it lifted.

and today, i am basking in the wonderment of sitting in the midst of men, big men, smoking drinking scary men, hard men, negotiating car deals, arranging official papers with an off-duty border agent.

it is what it is, and what it should be.  perfect in the moment.  once again.