People

Surround yourself with dynamic, spontaneous, beautiful people.

People who challenge you

and take your breath away.

paris 1959

When I feel lost I look to "Howl" that I have pasted on my wall.

I twist myself into the words, get dizzy from all the thoughts that are flying by my face.  I open up my Kerouac and thumb through the pages, catching snatches of phrases here and there. 

Everything so free, so free.

When I'm done I feel more lost than when I'd begun.

But so much more free, so much more free.

And I remember that is all that matters.