Monday, May 11, 2009

I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, A poet, a pawn and a king...

So you tell me, how are all of those things going to fit into one duffel bag? This weekend I purchased an over sized duffel bag for my Peruvian Journey. When I woke up this morning I stared at it on my bedroom floor... it taunted me with its grey and red patches, its black and white trim laughing "how you gonna get your life in here, ha you crazy."

How was I going to get everything I needed for two years into this duffel giant? It took about 15 minutes and then I realized, well, I'm not. Things, a lot of things are going to need to stay behind. Funny. I realized I don't fit in a duffel, and I'll be needing to shed some things in order to leave. Family, Friends, Familiarity, Love, and those bomb tacos from DT L.A.

“I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, A poet, a pawn and a king; I've been up and down and over and out"... and now I need to leave all that behind because it doesn't fit in my sierra duffel.

2 comments:

  1. You know what though? Aside from your being a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, a poet, a pawn + a king ... "You're a bitch / You're a lover / You're a child / You're a mother / You're a sinner / You're a saint"
    Now, now this diva is a Peace Corps version of a hustla [uh ohhhh] of a hustla [uh ohhhh] of a of a hustla [uh ohhhh]

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