Sometimes when you just want to run...

maybe all you really need to do is to manifest that physically....And Go for a run!

I did that for the first time in years and it felt good...some how running seems to be one of those things where you are able to capture that elusive sensation of true freedom even if just for a moment and forget everything else. Sigur Ros's Gong also seems to encompass that for me...so put two together and it's pretty effective :) I think I might try and incorporate this into my daily routine.

Before in my old town I used to just walk and walk under the stars at whatever time(because I could) until I could think no more...however round these parts you can't get too far before you literally hit a brick wall or a traffic light and you wouldn't try it at odd hours because you don't want to find yourself being the untimely headline of the next day :P.

It's not easy to get any kind of peace in these parts. Even when I tried to get some deep breaths and more passive meditative quiet time to myself doing some yoga stretches in the park two pit bull terriers started circling me!

To jump all over the place, the concept of figurative running-escape got me thinking, especially of all my various wanderlusty nomad friends over the years who are now scattered across the globe in God knows where doing God knows what...why do some people travel and travel and can never seem to settle in any one spot or circumstance...most of us always seem to be running...what are we all running from? What are we so scared of?

Lately for me it's been limitations, hardships...which has been manifesting as a slightly reckless complete disregard for all responsibilities with a hefty consumption of unnecessary reading and audio/visual material without looking at the bills or thinking about future consequences...

When I start doing that, it's very evident that I'm having some kind of "crisis". "Drug me up!" I said to the herbalist today caving...

Typical of my random interactions with random people I got talking to the dispensary who suddenly says to me

"What star sign are you? I think you are really similar to me: I'm a Scorpio."

I had to crack a grin...a taste of my own medicine- so refreshing and so taken off guard.

"Why do you think that?" I asked, intrigued.

"Because...you're Mysterious...and interesting."

LOL, talk about fishing for compliments? ;)

Anyway our conversation ensued very entertaining for me really to have a taste of my own medicine...all the things I spew out of my own mouth...the same conclusions, advices etc...

However our conversation was rudely interrupted by some seedy old man...who was very persistent in pestering about a "deer penis". "Deer Tail!" we kept trying to correct him. "Deer Penis" he kept saying- honestly I started to feel my irritation rise...I can't stand these horny old men who reduce the entirety of our craft down to some kind of Cheaper Viagra Subtitute. Besides feeling peeved I actually feel kinda sorry for these sad old men who desperately cling to what they once were thinking they can just boil up some hapless animal part thinking they can suddenly be transformed into a God with almighty powers or something :P

A finally nice surprise for me today was having one of my "peeps" call from overseas! Immediately the dark and negative vibes started to melt away as if stunned by a ray of sunshine. It's such a relief to talk to one of your peeps when you feel all alone and crisis-ing and they are so damn far away.

"Peeps" are invaluable especially the ones who can be bothered to stay in touch despite the space-time challenges. In keeping with the current astrological climate my friend who very understandably almost had a severe case of crisis induced meltdown managed to stave it off nicely by being able to get her Arctic pal on the line at 4am in the morning! I can't help but think friends like these are GOLD (or probably Platinum and Flawless natural pink Diamonds ;) but unfortunately they are way too rare...

The other day when I was facing the brunt of my technological chaos and fallout and really could have used a Geek around, some dude suggested that I would never ever have technological issues again if I just found any old geek and was willing to "put out". Yes, these are the kind of people I have to put up with day in day out....blergh.

The Always something for something types no RAOK at all just me me me...do you blame me for being cynical and disillusioned?