dreaming of america

last night i dreamed of america. i am planning a trip there soon. all through the states and into canada to visit the friends i made at uni. three months max. it will be filled to bursting point with adventures, places, attractions, people, stories, photos, culture, food, memories.

maui, california, vegas, boston, nyc, new england, delaware, baltimore, new jersey, miami, orlando, toronto…more, more, more. i want more. 

tattoo who?

questioner: would you ever get a tattoo?
matt brunoli: would you graffiti the mona lisa?

rain, rain, go away

it’s raining today. it’s wintry. it’s still autumn, go away. 

driving today. two-and-a-bit hours to meningie to watch a football game. and it’s raining. the rain doesn’t compare to the rain in the place i was. it’s cold here. it’s piercing. it makes your skin sore to touch from the horrible freezing sting of it. 

jed shakes more in the rain. he smells too. wet dog. but he isn’t unhappy. not like me. i miss the humid rain. when it got warmer as it fell. 

but the football. it will be freezing. down by the murray river where the air skips off the water and takes the icy temperature with it. 

we’ll sit in the car though. i’ll wear two pairs of socks. i’ll bring a blanket and drink hot chocolate from a thermos wrapped in hands wrapped in leather gloves.

it’s cold.

i am.

there is something strange about where i am today.

i’ve finished one thing. yet to start another. i am in limbo. i am just wasting time – waiting for something big to happen, or maybe just something at all.

there are so many things i could do. i have so many options, opportunities. and while i wait, i have time to think, make plans, learn.

it’s a little bit exciting.