an old affectionate scarf

friends from far away
give me warmth like an old affectionate scarf.

i just cannot see the threads laid bare are the ties that bind.

i often miss people not places.

exalted queens among my female friends
i can only value them so much more these days..
 i miss them as much i miss being in Brooklyn
 the city lights that blanket me
with that knowing sense of deep, rich nostalgia....

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i wander around Kyoto quite like a gaijin ghost...unsure of himself but feeling the zeitgeist of the time...

the spirit of adventure..
and child-like wonder
of seeing new and strange places..


how often we become cynical and jaded when life gets in the way of our plans..we forget to step back, breathe in deeply..and explore new countries..