- An Italian pickpocket smoking on my balcony.

Life is good when nothing is difficult, when everything can just flow and be in balance. I like it when everything is as it is and not just how someone wants it to be or imagines it to be. This is what the city is teaching me. This is what I'll take home with me.

Awkward and quiet.

No matter what happens I need to believe that I'm always where I need to be and that the universe will fix it all (eventually) so that we'll all end up where we should. If I don't have faith in this I'll lose my grip before you can say Kanchanaburi. I'm still here, I'm still his friend, but it hasn't been easy and I'm not counting on it to ever be - really. I'm sure the reasons for this situation are good, but one day I want to show you how it's supposed to be when it's good and when it's real. 'Cause after all cuteness always trumps girlfriends. Yeah.

- dolce far niente and the science of empty space

if one could truly enjoy the sweet idleness that surrounds us, develop a healthy respect for madness and see the pure pleasure of nothing, the world would probably be a better place.

In my mind the wind is the ever moving background we all live in contrast to. The energy that exists in all living things sort of flashes towards the wind and makes us intertwined and bound together in the strangest ways. In this sense energy creates chemistry (between people and within everything) and chemistry is energy.

The difficulty of such a philosphy however, occurs when the wind suddenly blows into the foreground, pushing the foreground into the middle and hence making the middle ground the background. This making the old background vanish and become nothing, a fact that creates change as something (the nothingness of the old background) disappears from the big picture. So empty space really does not exist, except as the nothingness that we can't see because it serves as the background of the world.

Here we can maybe find the link between nothing being something and an important part of living organisms and the concept of the wind being an eternal background we contrast ourselves against.

- You two are so cute.

I'm so sickety sick of hearing that phrase over and over and over and over and over again. It's not gonna happen, so don't rub it in. Just leave it, please. Thank you. On the bright side ms. blackbird is learning.