I am trying to write everyday. but without a computer it seems to be difficult. Today I had a beautiful day. I love being by myself. I woke up early and went to get a cup of coffee and read poetry. Although I wouldn't necessarily consider myself a poet, I do think I live a beautifully poetic life, or maybe I just view my life poetically. Anyway sometimes I am struck by the differences in people in different locations. Traveling around the states different people in different areas of the United States have different ways of interacting with each other and the world. In Alabama they have Southern hospitality, they will feed you, say hello, and if they're going to insult you, they do it beautifully. Why bless her little heart, it's not her fault she's giving away the milk for free, don't we all remember what her mother was like? (Scandal) In Chicago everyone I met was friendly and inclusive. It was a city mainly of implants from elsewhere and people, remembering what it was like to be the new kid on the block, made an effort to include me. I didn't have to prove myself first to be someone's friend; they allowed me into their life tentatively and let me prove myself through involvement. In Colorado people were more outdoorsy and where I lived they were two extreme opposites of each other. People were either Gawd-fearin' right wing Republicans, or hippie anti right wing lefters. In New Mexico there is forever the manana attitude, don't do anything today or right now that you can do later ;) This drives my dad crazy as he was raised as a military brat and punctuality is next to....? Even within the cities I have lived in the neighborhoods house different groups of people who choose to portray themselves a certain way. Today, in a different neighborhood then my own my reverie was interrupted as this woman seemed insistent on greeting me with a hello. :)

I was reading Niki Giovanni.  The passion she feels in life and love touches my soul. "There are so many new mistakes for a lady of pleasure that can be made it shouldn't be necessary to repeat the old ones" "Show me someone not full of herself and i'll show you a hungry person" I love how she folds language around her ideas, simply, beautifully. So often I read her poetry and I know that I am not special, that I have felt what she has written, and so have so many others. I feel like I am living the life of poetry to feel these things and think these things that I am reading.

Reading her makes me want to write. I feel inspired, poetic, and beautiful...what a way to spend a Saturday.