Kev

My apartment has a drawbridge and a turret but no moat. The front yard is protected as a arboretum and just recently two trees fell. Nothing happened, no police, nothing, so now I believe arboretum really only means “tree collection.” My walls are completely covered in paintings that I love and also one that I did, but I can’t say that I love it. Two years ago I fired depressing movies and have only slipped up and watched one a handful of times since. I love having nice things... but also love living without them. I wish I could go barefoot more often. I have music on at all times and sometimes I’ll listen to the same song on repeat... for days. I lived in Thailand for a year and learned I could be okay anywhere... I worked at a dotcom for a year and didn't get laid off... I crashed a motorcycle and walked away with barely a scratch. As I get older early mornings become more and more enjoyable and days pass more and more quickly. I’ve learned that everyone should have a fuck-it plan prepared in case that day comes where you just can’t take it anymore. Mine involves, me, my laptop, some sandals, living in Italy, working at a winery for room and board and calling it a day. Maybe I’d get a dog.