Watermelon Seeds

Tomorrow I am moving to the NW side of Portland, staying with a friend of KC's. 

On the 1st KC will pass through Portland and give me a ride back to Eugene. 

The adventure rolls on.

#6 SW

The past four days I have hiked and run the #6 SW. I pass through interesting neighborhoods and stop when reaching downtown. Ten miles of hills and beauty, dream-like in its weirdness.

Out Stealing Horses

In SE Asia I was a solitary wanderer with camera and notebook. 

Now in Oregon, people are within range again.

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I am renting a room in Portland. 

A yellow house with a white door. 

I live with a woman named Morgan. 

Morgan paints, has a beautiful garden, and a good library. 

In the evenings I read Out Stealing Horses by Per Petterson. 

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I run in the early morning. The air is cool so I run fast. 

Today I ran the trails of Tryon Creek : Cedar, High Bridge, North Creek, Lewis and Clark. 

Afterward I walked to Safeway on Barbur and bought chocolate milk, noodles, and vegetables.

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I dream of women. 

Portland - Sunflower Blues

Waiting for the bus -

impatience or

watch two women

and a bearded man.

Gaze down

the polished floor

a tangle of shadows.

Radiance

warm to the touch

heals the day.

Meditation Sketch

The Book of Fate

Eugene to Portland - Nowhere to Go but Back

"Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.”

“I was surprised, as always, by how easy the act of leaving was, and how good it felt. The world was suddenly rich with possibility.”

“The bus roared through Indiana cornfields that night; the moon illuminated the ghostly gathered husks; it was almost Halloween. I made the acquaintance of a girl and we necked all the way to Indianapolis. She was nearsighted. When we got off to eat I had to lead her by the hand to the lunch counter. She bought my meals; my sandwiches were all gone. In exchange I told her long stories. ”

“...we all must admit that everything is fine and there's no need in the world to worry, and in fact we should realize what it would mean to us to UNDERSTAND that we're not REALLY worried about ANYTHING.”

“Why think about that when all the golden land's ahead of you and all kinds of unforeseen events wait lurking to surprise you and make you glad you're alive to see?”

“What difference does it make after all?--anonymity in the world of men is better than fame in heaven, for what’s heaven? what’s earth? All in the mind.”

“Last night I walked clear down to Times Square & just as I arrived I suddenly realized I was a ghost - it was my ghost walking on the sidewalk.”

“Better to sleep in an uncomfortable bed free, than sleep in a comfortable bed unfree.”

“I just won't sleep, I decided. There were so many other interesting things to do.”

“His friends said, "Why do you have that ugly thing hanging there?" and Bull said, "I like it because it's ugly." All his life was in that line.”

“Here I was at the end of America...no more land...and nowhere was nowhere to go but back."