not in some pervy way, ok?
just feeling the stress today.
so many decisions to make and i'm trying to sit still and let the answers come to me.
last weekend i was running through paris with my amazing aunt mimi...museums, cafes, cabarets, restaurants, street art, gypsies...yes, i almost got conned.
it's amazing - you think you're so worldly (well i do, at least) and next thing you know you're falling for the oldest trick in the book.
i was given a gold ring by an evangelist.
she was lovely until i walked away with it. then she came after me.
yup. that's how it happens. well, to be fair, i kind of knew what was going on - told her that since someone apparently lost it (she pretended to have found it on the ground) i would take it to the police and report it. she didn't like that very much. but i wanted to see how far she was willing to go with the scam. and then i decided that it was time to send her on her way with the ring. i guess i didn't really want to witness her full potential.
is life that boring that i need to provoke con artists in the streets of paris?
i don't think so. it certainly wasn't boring that day.
i have decided that in my next incarnation i will be a french cabaret singer. actually, i think it will be this lifetime. and maybe some german, too, cause that stuff is oh so dark.
i had the opportunity to study cabaret in college, but i didn't really get it then. didn't understand the politics involved. it's all really interesting stuff.
looks like i might be back in the US for the elections. i really miss home and i can't wait to get back.
and tonight i'm going to wear a cowboy hat and play my most "americana" songs at a pub in islington.
of course, all the country-ish songs are about death and fun stuff like that (at least mine are) so it should be an uplifting night.
xo
terra
just feeling the stress today.
so many decisions to make and i'm trying to sit still and let the answers come to me.
last weekend i was running through paris with my amazing aunt mimi...museums, cafes, cabarets, restaurants, street art, gypsies...yes, i almost got conned.
it's amazing - you think you're so worldly (well i do, at least) and next thing you know you're falling for the oldest trick in the book.
i was given a gold ring by an evangelist.
she was lovely until i walked away with it. then she came after me.
yup. that's how it happens. well, to be fair, i kind of knew what was going on - told her that since someone apparently lost it (she pretended to have found it on the ground) i would take it to the police and report it. she didn't like that very much. but i wanted to see how far she was willing to go with the scam. and then i decided that it was time to send her on her way with the ring. i guess i didn't really want to witness her full potential.
is life that boring that i need to provoke con artists in the streets of paris?
i don't think so. it certainly wasn't boring that day.
i have decided that in my next incarnation i will be a french cabaret singer. actually, i think it will be this lifetime. and maybe some german, too, cause that stuff is oh so dark.
i had the opportunity to study cabaret in college, but i didn't really get it then. didn't understand the politics involved. it's all really interesting stuff.
looks like i might be back in the US for the elections. i really miss home and i can't wait to get back.
and tonight i'm going to wear a cowboy hat and play my most "americana" songs at a pub in islington.
of course, all the country-ish songs are about death and fun stuff like that (at least mine are) so it should be an uplifting night.
xo
terra
