kloiterra

So we met for a weekend in Cedar Rapids Iowa again and had a lovely time.
Cobwebs abound in the town, never seen anything like it. In all the windows and tangled along the rafters and the raliings;
even 14 stories up, yet i didn't see a spider.
we ate ethnic foods in the whitest or wonderbread towns, we drank mexican beers.
the perfect piano lounge, downstairs and dark, the perfect middle ground between classy and dive.
next month, Chateau LeMoyne on rues Dauphine and Conti will be our meeting place, my favorite woman, my favoirite town, love buzz.
big change coming: transcripts in the mail, appointments, shedding skin, leaving some personal landmarks behind, the rising of the new sun on an evolving land.
this is the swelling of the sea--inspiration.
forward!