Pitter patter: walking down real

Pitter patter

thump thump

my face muscles feel relaxed and happy

my body as well

my brain doesnt work

nor do I have motivation

It's cloudy and grey

I am relaxed and happy with my mate

and the time being passed 

People ask me why i love it here

how did san cristobal give me the best year of my life?

I dont know

Friends

Connections

Newness

Freedom?

Openness to difference

being challenged?

Maybe its the energy here

from the valley
 the tourists coming and going

like birds

Through the wind, rain or strong sun rays on my body

i walk down real de Guadalupe

to see the scene,

and feel the new vibe of the new day

San Cris changes often

its a new city every month

New people come into town

new faces

new energy

new experiences to be had

and new connections to be made

The fluidity of the people

make some feel disconnected:

an inability to open up to those that will leave

but others embrace the short lived connections they make

For me

I find stability in those friends that stay

until they leave.

In my job

and intelectual pursuits.

The constant flow of newness keeps me alive

so i embrace it until it is too much,

then I leave

to return to a new awareness