The Adventures of Charlotte Bliss. Which are non-stop.

It's amazing how no matter what, here is the blog, and I come back again.

The flowers in California are beautiful and I want know to every one by name.  I want to call them on the phone and find out what their favorite fruit is and where they'd go on vacation.  Did anyone ever think to say~hey, that flower belongs some place pretty, somewhere natural and fresh and alive, easy as she is~I would do that for you flowers, in the tree code ocean worshiping language that I speak.

What a world, what a life, what a barrelled tumble of its wind.   I got back here and there was some ill shit that happened to my car that had to get tended to, and it really bummed me out.  There is little that can be done for your heart when the world runs amok in its most intimate places.  My trust got rattled. I met a guy, he was amazing, the time we spent together was amazing.  He lives far away.  I live in my car which is everywhere and nowhere all at once.  Life keeps happening.  We moved Monique out basically overnight.  We went to San Jose in a posh posh swank hotel with the whole band.  Dancing and powerhouse women and the dirtiest mouth ever on Kristen.  I laughed so much I had to borrow from my laugh account, which hurts your stomach after a while and makes your heart better where maybe it had stopped remembering for a minute how to work. I can't get over the good luck in my life and amazing strong and sexy and gorgeous and funny, deep powerhouse women.  O did I say that once already?  It's true!  We were up til 5 Friday and 3:30 Saturday.  Dorthea took me to Berkeley yesterday.  Talking late night women's cycle talk in the kitchen with Aloe.  The hills here, the shores, the ocean.  The breeze.  We were back to the beach by the night and it was damp and cold in the street.  We used an Kristen's apps to name planets and look at the stars.  I am going to Oakland tomorrow, the mountains by the weekend, there is so much to show up to, so much to do.  Life!  I want to live you!  I want to know the names of all your flowers again.  To be an active lover of your land.

I want to be surrounded by the people who care if I do.