The thing that I miss most about New York is my Mom. Specifically, how when I am leaving to go back to wherever I live after a visit, she stands at the door and waves to me and blows kisses as the car I am in is pulling away. I also miss how when we are driving together, usually she's driving and I am in the passenger seat, and we're listening to music, she taps my knee to the beat or to her own beat. That's just what she likes to do. I love that woman.
I went to hot yoga this morning and I feel as victorious as I imagine a Native American Iroquois chief would feel if he slaughtered a water buffalo after his tribe had been through a three week famine.
I'm amusing myself and [annoying] my friends with my latest bit. I have a huge crush (you know, like a thirteen year old girl) on a guy, and I don't really know him at all, and I'm not sure if he knows how to pronounce my name correctly, but I talk about him as if we are in a relationship (you know, like a crazy person). I was having lunch with the extraordinary Jenny at the Heartland Cafe, and we were talking about movies we wanted to see/things we wanted to eat/how many episodes of Six Feet Under a day we need to watch to finish Season 5 before Jenny moves to New York...etc I'm getting to the point:
Jenny: Do you want to go to the movies on Wednesday night?
Me: I'd love to! But I might have a date with ____. He wants to see a few movies that are out too so maybe we can all go together?
or
In a parked car with Drew, waiting to pick our friend up from the airport, and he gets a text from this guy he's been dating. As he is diligently responding to his beau, I busy myself with my social medias.
Me: THAT IS SO WEIRD! I got a little message from my boo too!
Drew: Really? What did he say?
Me: He said, Hey Ayala, I know we've never spent time together, but I can't stop thinking about you and if you are interested in having a lot of sex and also falling in love, I am also very interested in doing both of those things. Call me right when you get this. Don't be cool and wait a few hours/and or day(s).
Am I crazy? Is it cute? Creepy? Creepy/cute? I don't know! The heart wants what the heart wants, what can I say.
I purchased a new body wash the other day. It's going pretty well, but I'm not 100% satisfied. I love the scent, but my all natural body wash makes me feel cleaner. So I'm going to switch hit, if that's okay with you all.
I saw a firefly the other night and it was very exciting for me. I miss the rolling hills of the Lower Hudson Valley of New York, where I lived when I was a chaste young countrywoman, walking through the lush forests, collecting various berries and walking sticks.
I saw an older man the other day in Wicker Park who was wearing a Zabar's baseball cap. I felt butterflies in my stomach. I hadn't realized how much I miss my Dad/New York food stores.
I've been very busy doing nothing lately. I feel very satisfied with myself when I can spend a good 4-6 hours doing nothing. Just being. It's enough sometimes!
GREEN OLIVES.
I still haven't gotten curtains for my new apartment. Currently, I'm masking my nakedness by hanging all of my scarves in front of the window. Is it working, neighbors?
Well that's that. I have to go. I am spending the late afternoon/evening with my lover _____. He says he has something important to tell me. WHAT COULD IT BE WHAT COULD IT BE!
