(2) Warming Up

So, I did forget to mention that I am extremely inspired to run here. I went Fri, Sat and now Sun morn on nice long runs.

Yesterday I woke up early and went on a quest to find the beach. Unfortunately after 30 min of running I still could not find it so I settled for the river I came across. The houses here are popping up like crazy and they are all modern style, straight lines and big windows.

I ended up spending most of the day snuggling on the couch watching Australian TV and reading the paper because it was too bloody cold to go anywhere. You see? I'm saying bloody already!

My german roomie Lisa was dying to go out last night but once 9 PM hit, I was out like a light. I couldnt be bothered to go partying in the city or anywhere else for that matter. She started crying because she was homesick so I comforted her and she complained about the lack of internet in the house and the fact that there was no heat. My heart goes out to her because she did not know what she was getting herself into when she met the Waks boys.

Grocery shopping was an interesting experience. People apparently like Americans here and I've struck up conversations with cool people. After my run this morning I walked up and down Chapel street searching for a yoga studio but still have not found one. I did find a club that was still blasting music and very drunk/stoned/high people were spilling out into the weak morning sun (this is about 10 AM, mind you).

Michael the bouncer told me that the party started at 11 last night and would continue until 10 PM tonight. He was also more than excited to hear that I was from NY and wanted to buy me drinks because of my nationality. Sorry buddy, not in my sneakers and North Face zip up (which thank G-d I have here otherwise I would not be running).

I had a nightmare last night and I woke up homesick for familiarity. As much as I am loving this new experience I miss my friends and the comforts of my patterns. Interesting because I have not changed so much since I am here. Nick, the death metal listener roomie opened up to me last night and told me a bit about himself. As unhappy as people are here, they still maintain a level of ease and relaxed temperament.

I started thinking this morning that with all the pot and booze that happens in the sharehouse, it is not a good environment for me. I believe that I shall start looking for other accomodations shortly. I cannot afford to fall back into the lifestyle that brought me no satisfaction. And although my heart is full of love for everyone here and my attitude is one of surrender and acceptance, I know that I have not felt any spirituality here which is someting my very body is asking for.

The running, the yoga, the meditation....I know none of this will help until I set up a spiritual community for myself.

Well, I am starving so I think it's time to head back to the crackhead sharehouse. My quest for a yoga studio will continue this week (as I only work from 4-8) and I'm excited to see what will unfold next....

Loving you and missing you.
Mwah.