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some good things:
i had an amazing flying dream a few nights ago, one of the best i have ever had! and the first i have had in quite a while. in it flying was SO easy... different from how it usually is, for me! warm gusts of wind would come by me and just lift me up, if i put my arms out... and i'd ride them and they'd carry me, and i'd soar. and there was nothing to be hidden about it, and nothing unpleasant or very difficult. i woke up feeling like the wind would change, it was an omen of good things. and i believe i was right. :)
yesterday i spent 4 hours playing with keani in angela's pool, and we had a dance-off and i helped teach her to swim and she taught me some costa rican kids' games. mi papa es policia, cuantos volas gast por dia?
this morning we had a surf lesson (taught, btdubs, by the most luminously attractive tican guys), and omg i felt like i was flying. next to tree-surfing (i now understand where it got that name), its one of the most fun and liberating feelings. i can feel an addiction forming in my blood... maybe i'll have to move to washington state, where there are big waves AND redwoods...
also, now it is raining. on our zinc roof. it is a nice sound. and we are having egg-battered chayote squash, rice, beans, and cilantro for dinner. and there is a crazy little negrita girl running around upstairs with the most contagious smile and laugh (she is called ella).
i had an amazing flying dream a few nights ago, one of the best i have ever had! and the first i have had in quite a while. in it flying was SO easy... different from how it usually is, for me! warm gusts of wind would come by me and just lift me up, if i put my arms out... and i'd ride them and they'd carry me, and i'd soar. and there was nothing to be hidden about it, and nothing unpleasant or very difficult. i woke up feeling like the wind would change, it was an omen of good things. and i believe i was right. :)
yesterday i spent 4 hours playing with keani in angela's pool, and we had a dance-off and i helped teach her to swim and she taught me some costa rican kids' games. mi papa es policia, cuantos volas gast por dia?
this morning we had a surf lesson (taught, btdubs, by the most luminously attractive tican guys), and omg i felt like i was flying. next to tree-surfing (i now understand where it got that name), its one of the most fun and liberating feelings. i can feel an addiction forming in my blood... maybe i'll have to move to washington state, where there are big waves AND redwoods...
also, now it is raining. on our zinc roof. it is a nice sound. and we are having egg-battered chayote squash, rice, beans, and cilantro for dinner. and there is a crazy little negrita girl running around upstairs with the most contagious smile and laugh (she is called ella).