I can't always be friendly in Anchorage. There's no point in it. I can be gracious, but I don't believe it's my job to be the source of dialogue and discussion. I'm happy that I have nothing to say or add. I like to observe. It's fun to see what can happen when you leave it alone. It's unfolding, and there's nothing I can do except to choose how I react. I'm fulfilled in my choices. People love me, therefore I can be a stranger here in this distant place and be content because I carry those that I love in my heart.
Guacamole Fresca anyone?
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