I'm taking a hiatus from social media (again haha), & thus yea sucked into CNN online more but so the eff what. Now: Here! Lookie me! White hairs coming in strong & feral. Each one earned & no I don't wanna go back everrrrr. Attuned more every day to my inner guidance system. Exploring a new technique of accessing the unconscious through dream-dancing. Now on that: It's a type of somatic therapy, a way to locate basic cellular info, a retrieval system even if the dreams are shoved down past easy recall. Hoo. 

Anywayses. I have a beach rock I saved cuz it looks like the face of a lost love. A year lost now. (He looks like a werewolf.) Here, my face shape echoes his face shape. He still has high marks for a couple sweet things said, the most erotically charged moment of my life...if these things endure marking. & I look more & more like a wunderbar girlfriend here, who makes me laugh & laugh & I hope you know how valuable THAT is. She's got the Hungarian deadpan thing & yea: she's Hungarian. Echoing the shape of another lost love, his sense of humor. That of his mother. They're Hungarian.

These are dots in a constellation. Connect them & there's a starseed origin tale.