back from bali land of postcard sunsets and lackadaisical (but insanely talented) craftsmen and the thingabobbies i bring back with me include but are not limited to dry facial skin and dreamcatchers and a really ugly tanline. there is much i could learn from observing its people and how everyone and everything moves not like clockwork but with a hypnagogic fluidity as if underwater (THOUGH DEFINITELY NOT WITH LE GRACE OF SYNCHRO SWIMMERS ALA YOURS TRULY okay i kid i was like resident hippopotamus of the sea)