Nostalgia

For lunch, I had a pomegranate paradise smoothie, followed by an avocado. For dinner, I had a mamey fruit pie followed by an organic raw food bar. I took pictures at the park, and put them into a collage. I got to pet the horses … and they didn’t bite :) I wonder if I should bring apples for next time ...

While there, I met a kindred spirit by the name of Erika (see pic). She’s an older lady from Switzerland, and my experience with her was like opening a surprise gift. A gift I apparently needed. It felt good to know I’m not alone in my adventuresome spirit. She’s an adventurer at heart and tends to wilt when subjected to the same old grind, in the same old scene. We shared similar philosophies. Some of the things we discussed were about simplifying our lives and not having our possessions possess us. She raised all three of her children, inspiring instant autonomy. Her words: "I gave birth to them, but I felt like they weren’t ‘mine’ in the sense of owning them. They each had the freedom to make their own choices, choosing what was best for them." She said that’s how she was raised. She said in Switzerland, things are clean and organized and that the salary there pays more than here.

I worked out to a classic rock station, and the hour went by quick … That station brought on such nostalgia. So many lyrics I never used to pay attention to, until years later. I loved hearing Aerosmith’s Dream On … Eddie Money’s Hold On … Joe Walsh Life’s been Good … Kansas’ Carry on Wayward Son …

Look, Fleetwood Mac, and Heart. Aaaahh :)

So many songs back then truly, truly rocked! It makes me feel my age. I’m hearing more good songs, and this old ass is gonna’ rock the night away now!!!