I couldn't wait to start regaling others with my thoughts so here I begin
again - maybe too early - but as I'm all packed into bags and suitcases -
I think I once again qualify as a Nomad and soon - oh so soon - a World
Nomad....
For now I am sitting in a cubby - a wooden cubby without windows and a very
large computer screen that acts as window...
Since last I set down words on these pages I domiciled myself in a town called Chico in Northern California
- to work as a Graphic Designer for well, a horse magazine called Ride! &
Western Times - no this is not fiction - this stuff is real - although hard to
believe, I know
I got better from the Dengue and surgery and got poison oak and got better
and got poison oak again - apparently I am unfit for anything not meant to be
in or on my body and I try so hard to degerm myself with a good dousing of a
good night out but it somehow doesn't always seem to work - go figure
I have loved the music and art and good people in Chico but – well I get crabby when I stay and
do not go and so once again I shall go –
Back Yard Tour of Chico is the first activity – where I will move (with
tent) from back yard to back yard until the end of this month – and then to Taos, New Mexico to
stay…not yet confirmed – and then to Jinju, South Korea to be a teacher of
English once more –
I have thoughts of never coming back or at least being gone the infamous 7 years it takes to be wiped off of financial debts (this has got to be an urban myth but I love it so much I can't let it go) but who knows what the future shall bring - I for one know there is only one certainty in life and that is change
