- today, as i was describing to someone about why i was so happy in sri lanka and why i still miss it so much, i explained it like this: "because i could speak very little of the language, i couldn't tell people who i was. i couldn't explain the different parts of me. instead, i just was." and i realized how crazy it is that we don't live that way all the time. and i understood a little better why i sometimes feel like life in our culture is sometimes harder than any others.

- i haven't read all of this article, but what i've read so far has been really interesting:
where to begin

- today, i spent time with a friend with an incredible art collection. the piece that most moved me was by a photographer named jed fielding, from chicago, who has a set of pieces that he took of blind children and women in mexico city. the first picture on the page below, of the boy looking upward, is the one he has. it literally brought me to tears.
'look at me'

- saturday nights at home with a book, a glass of wine, and sigur ros does something to my heart that few other things can.