blogging from munich. it is cool and cloudy here, the kind of clouds that make for happy days... with lots of clear blue peeking through. feels like home after barcelona. home meaning green grass and decidous trees. like connecticut in fall and wide open spaces.


last night i wore an orange dress. it was the barcelona night i dreamed of, where the dinner starts at 9 and finishes with the sun. kisses on both cheeks and friends piled into a tiny car. buzzing through narrow streets and marveling at spanish architecture by street light. cheese and wine and bread with garlic and tomato. walking arm in arm and following someone else's lead.


i left my keys behind, carried nothing, and dancing felt fun and free. a circle of 5 bouncing together on the most crowded dance floor i've ever seen. dressing whatever the hell way you want to and beautiful people riding on motorbikes. mojitos with lots of mint and stories in three languages. holding hands and time passing too fast, and a sense that jesus loves me more than i will ever know.