...and did my laundry.
february 4 [email]: I went to the beach this past Sunday. I was hesitant to go at first, but then I felt a sudden urge to feel the ocean. The trek took us a little aways from the city...The water definitely has healing powers. Cleansing energy, comfort even. Laying out and watching the clouds shape shift, growing apart, shrinking together, it reminded me to not be so hyper-active all the time, simple pleasures are important too. Nature is always that. Sweet simplicity. This Cuba smells like sweetness and sea salt, a nice contrast from the car exhaust and cigarette smoke of the city. It reminds me why making art and traveling feel like love. All are connections to something that feels bigger. Something mysteriously all-encompassing.