Bodhisattva in Metro no comments
This is even funnier if you’re familiar with riding the Metro in Paris – where people rarely crack a smile. Feel free to laugh along :)
Phrasing no comments
A little more thought on words having power.
I realized that after the age of 50, there seem to be a few American phrases that have dropped out of my everyday usage. Phrases like “Kill me now” when something so boringly unbearable happens. Or telling a friend that “When I start acting geriatric, just take me out in a field and shoot me.”
Nope, those are things I don’t say anymore.
I realized that no matter how long I live, how much time I have left, there isn’t enough life left to be saying such things, in my head, or in public.
Surroundings no comments
Sometimes it’s when I’m in the dirtiest, grittiest places that I get really in touch with living life. I think that’s why, if I am going to live in a city, I usually seek out gritty neighborhoods. My current digs in Berkeley are really too nice. But my current housesit is in the gritty and very dirty barrio of the SF Mission District, which I happen to love. This place makes me feel alive.
The only thing missing is an organic produce vendor.