The Wild, Wild West

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REB is one of my favorite artists! I love his bright murals❤️
Speaking of colorful murals… I’ve admired so many, just in the last 24 hrs😁
I was soooo tired that by the time I found this a small, quiet, classy and delicious Indian restaurant. But my brain had worked hard to make sure I’d packed what I needed and made it to my gates on time that it couldn’t be bothered to order … so I texted a friend and she generously TOLD me what to order😜.
This lil guy landed on my arm while I was worshiping the sun ☀️
Now, after as good nights sleep, I am grateful that I brought my pillow. I wasn’t feeling so generous as I hauled it, dropped it, smushed it and wrestled with it. My internal dialogue went something like this: “That man may be approaching to ask for money. He doesn’t have a place to stay. I wish I could help him. I can only imagine what it’s like to live outside and not by choice. … wait a minute, I haven’t been approached by ANYONE asking for ANYTHING… that not typical. I’ve passed several people living on the sidewalk and no one said a word to me. Ah ha! THAT is because YOU look like YOU could use some help, Erica! … hmmm maybe I DO look homeless. . . Wise up, E!! You don’t look homeless! . .. you look unhinged!! You look like a middle-aged woman in her way to a sleepover 🫣😐