Well. It’s been a minute. To be perfectly honest, I’m still working through what this is. I’ve been letting time and space have their way with me as I muddle through the non routine elements of all the places/spaces/people I’m encountering. Much like the cement chunks and old tire bits I spotted on the roadside in Central Thailand (with the lovely highlight of last night’s dancing shoes), I’m taking the bits of what is in front of me. Watching movement slowly in life. Upside being, my patience has given me the energy to pick up the speed. So here I am making due with these puzzle pieces and allowing the picture to take it’s odd and remarkable place in this world.
roadside yogi 