L’écoulement de vie

Today Joel stopped by on impulse. I ate food in front of him at Whole Foods, and insisted that he’d try my raspberry kombucha. He hated it and said it tasted just like vinegar. Then he introduced a less-popular conversation about Hitler; that some of his art is actually pretty fantastic.

After self-centered mealtime, we drove to an area of town where the fog was rolling in pretty thick.

Later, I went to yoga. It’s been pretty crowded lately, to the point where I’m slapping the hand of the person next to me while doing some of the movements.  It makes for a less focused yogic experience.

A group of us hung out at Dustin’s tonight. I brought a fat bottle of wine, Julia and Noel came over, and attention drifted from random conversation to music-inspired thought streams. The night ended with a hippy drum circle jam session that may have not seemed so cool without wine.