new juice

Here: rediscovering what it means to be hungry for life.
the people reliably give you the wrong directions, santiago, but they are straightforward people for the most part and i like them. the city is nice. lots of plants, parks where they need to be, a large castle/hill in the middle of the city with a lovely view. there are cool neighboorhoods with madly different vibes. last night - a really shady area with a jazz club called Thelonius. everytime i hear jazz here i go insane, it has such a power and fits the mood of life here strangely but very well. last night the rhythm guitarist with all the chord changes, speaking to me in little poetic jabs.
curiosity is creeping its head back up but it keeps hitting fatigue which i have to beat down with a stick because it aint real and i aint tired and when you're hungry you dont sleep instead, unless you go so long without food that you get pains and then your stomach shrinks and you just feel like shit. i also gotta remember to be patient. there are snakes in the jungle that go so long without eating that when they finally get their prey they suffocate when eating - they are too hungry and excited. i don't wanna wake up from this mind death and then choke, but i also will be pushing the limits and digging..
good to have no phone. good to hear music on the streets, organic and i remember how music has a special way of fitting into places. puzzle pieces.
staying active...
conversation - asking questions, getting things going.
scat is something to look out for in music.
definitely going to music school.
this space from california is very good to get perspective on the things i want and don't want. perpsective on songs and habits and whatever else. but definitely not going back home, not getting into that same shit routine from the past month or more.
san francisco.
mirror television.
art everywhere.
light fixtures make the room
the solo beer under the maple trees on the red couch in the back of the patio looking at the people and taking some nice deep breaths and getting into that good place. also being pushed by lover over 2nd Heini and made uncomfortable, which is numero uno when traveling, the good kind which stretches you out a bit and gets you ready for some serious shit. will return to this blog soon with much more. juices gotta get squeezed sometimes. oh yea, fresh squeezed juices here - fresh fruit, eating well, health, peruvian beanie that i love.