crossed wires
-Puerto Vallarta, Mexico
August 2012
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July 2012
5 posts
QUICK CHANGE: Sunglasses
I was looking through my iPhone pictures and realized that, when in a style rut, I guess you can always count on a good pair of sunglasses to change your look.
“You really have to buck the fuck up, do the work, and know that you’re probably going to have to do more work than you imagined you’d have to do to get to the place that you imagined as successful. And when you get there, you’ll see that “successful” feels less successful than you thought it would. Success in writing is about keeping the faith over a long, long stretch of time. This isn’t something you just do a little bit and then get a reward at the end of… it’s a life’s work.”
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cheryl strayed
color
everything’s always brighter in mexico
Meh-He-Co / MEXICO: Sayulita, Nayarit
where under palapas, we caught up with long conversations over cold, cold chelas
where warm sands felt therapeutic to the touch, and water, the temperature of a still bath, saturated with salt, stung newly-tanned skin
where fears were washed over by sea foam, and I learned to embrace an element that has always been so foreign to me: the ocean
where days were spent sleeping in the sun, and nights, in pretty dresses, eating under pink skies, recapping our adventures over shots of raicilla
where we landed at Lucio’s every night, our Cheers, our Central Perk, for salt-rimmed cucumber/jalapeño margaritas and laughs with the locals
where the surfistas told stories of catching waves and of simpler days, making us long for a life a little longer than a week here…
Gracias, Sayulita
in a time of need
when all you knew to be true so suddenly changed, and you find yourself alone in this new space, and you look out to the people who were next to you all that time and they are no longer there… the ones who said they were close to you, well, they…they’ve moved on, never missing a beat to notice…it’s then, out of that sea of “friends”, you will SEE… the real ones emerge.
Sayulita, Nayarit, Mexico
