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having been mistaken for a tree-hugger for the college i went to, and a hippie because of the place i lived, i have dabbled in the spiritual side of life but never dove in, for the sake of maintaining my urban cynicism. but too many things have happened to me recently, fatal coincidences, to be left to coffee and google to explain. just yesterday i called an old friend who i hadnt seen in two years, and found weeds growing (not weed) where his voicemail used to be. i wondered if he moved. when i got an email from him two hours later, after 2 years, that said 'i moved if you ever want to find me.' odd. and i did find him. today, when i was driivng home from a yoga class, to be commented upon in its own right. a sucker and malibuite at heart, i could not think of the end of exercise without some reward, and all the better if it sucked all the nnutriants...