Coincidence?

I'm sitting in a Starbucks across the street from Balboa Park. I'm going to hike up to the San Diego Zoo after I awaken my hungover slouched body with another coffee. It seems life is a pendulum of caffine UPS and alcohol SLEEPS. I did get a months worth of exercise all in one afternoon yesterday. Biking Coronado made me again consider ceasing the cigarettes. I have not smoked a fag yet today...I'm hoping to make it until the sun sets before I allow myself another.

Last night - I read from a book! "A Moveable Feast" - Hemmingway. Its a collection of short stories ( and perhaps journal entries) of times in Paris. I've read the book before... and I figured since I'm lugging it around I might as well read it from time to time. Reading from it reminds me to write more. It what I'm suppose to be doing when I'm not doing something else.


I've been asked how dirty am I?!?! I have a week's worth of clothes. Its all rolled tight in my backpack. I wash my clothes every chance I get...which has been at least every 5-6 days this entire journey. And I don't smell - I smell like a boy who sweats and drinks and lives life pretty hard. So there.

Anyway - here is the crazy coincidence - a cute guy who sitting a few tables away was also reading Hemmingway. I tried to get noticed but from the way he's watched a few of the girls who walked in - guy is straight.