more scribbles from my diary…

Sitting with Hosanna
after the sun dipped beneath the ocean
we didn’t say a word
as we listened to the water
dance between the rocks.
The sky on the left was dark, looming
the sky on the right was blue, bright
until it was all black.
I don’t know how long we sat in silence
30 minutes? An hour?
I never felt uncomfortable
on the contrary
I felt completely myself.
Finally we started to move
to get up and go
but instead we stayed and talked
about all sorts of things
being single
travel
adventure
we agreed that 28 would be a good time to get serious with a man
until then there’s so much to do
people to meet and
places to go.
Now is my time
to live, live, live
dangerously
adventurously.
I want to suck the marrow out of life
as some poet once said
(I think.)
When I’m sweaty
with no makeup
no shower
same clothes
day after day
is when I’m in my element
even though I miss being pretty.
Mac and Caitlin thought I was weird
for eating some girl’s leftover sandwich
while she was still around…
I guess I’m different.

El Sunzal, El Salvador