Plus One and Dinosaurs

Happy September 26th. I’m now 43 years young, plus one day.

Already, I’ve been up super early, curious about the day. I’m just coming back from my morning walk and hungry for breakfast.

I’ve got on more day of exploring our city. For the past couple of days, I’ve had a sort of ‘mini retreat’ in my beloved LA. For my birthday, I took 4 days off from work. I wanted to be a minus-plus-one and alone in my city, actually not really alone. The latest census poll says there are 9,818,605 people.

While out-n-about in the last 3 days, I haven’t befriended a single person; yet I haven’t felt lonely. I have smiled and laughed, I have even cried. I have felt joy, peace, and mostly gratitude for so much. Our World is a beautiful place!

In a little while, I’m heading out to The Natural History Museum. I haven’t been there since I was a kid. I’ve always loved dinosaurs (and volcanoes). The piece here is titled, “Murder at the Museum.” I am fascinated by the idea of how we are voyeurs in life.

In Sex and the City, Carrie says, “Why does a one minus plus one feel like it adds up to zero.” I can’t imagine being alone and feeling like zero. If we feel lonely, have we closed ourselves off to the possibility of ‘hello?’ Because a simple hello or a smile to even stranger can bring us out of our heads and connect us to one another.

Thank you for all the birthday wishes; it’s been fantastic! Cheers to Life and to you all!