La Putis
Nah, it's all good...especially after a Friday night :). I was glad for the final day. It's like this, and I hope you see where I'm coming from: people come into your life when you need them and leave in much the same way. And we don't lament the loss of a person or end of an era but recognize that our lives are continuous streams and everything that happens leads us to our present and guides us to our future. I'm not saying goodbye, just thank you.
So essentially yessum, I am figuring some stuff out or at least getting a little closer. Of mMexico:
Thanks be to the goddess up above for a beautifully orchestrated Autumn night in Dolores Hidalgo. Cafe Media Luna took us out to watch the young natives in their natural nocturnal habitat- techno and duranguenze under ojos cerveza pacificos. A nearly futile quest for food did lead us to come upon a young animal of small complexion and and black curls. Dirty, cold, injured and crying she followed us for a couple of city blocks into the centro. As the heavens would have it we came across two loving souls sitting in the jardin at four in the morning enjoying the fade to sobriety. Dulce, Pedro and their new companion Putis.
So essentially yessum, I am figuring some stuff out or at least getting a little closer. Of mMexico:
Thanks be to the goddess up above for a beautifully orchestrated Autumn night in Dolores Hidalgo. Cafe Media Luna took us out to watch the young natives in their natural nocturnal habitat- techno and duranguenze under ojos cerveza pacificos. A nearly futile quest for food did lead us to come upon a young animal of small complexion and and black curls. Dirty, cold, injured and crying she followed us for a couple of city blocks into the centro. As the heavens would have it we came across two loving souls sitting in the jardin at four in the morning enjoying the fade to sobriety. Dulce, Pedro and their new companion Putis.