the map is the territory

Home again, after so many days away. A settling back in. Happiness feels deep and ancient, a vein of gold in rock.

I took my time, hibernated in white hotel sheets, emerged infrequently, shored myself up.

Morning mist

My leggings have tigerzzz

Chinatown (we found a Korean place)

This hero brought his own mustard

I started something new. I don’t know what it is yet.