I know it's the height of summer but I've been a bit of a homebody lately. It's not a melancholic thing, I've been reveling in the comforts of home; my trinkets, home-made coffee and a new stack of old-school records that one of Renegade's patients so kindly sent our way. I've also been practicing my written Farsi and finding little messages from Renegade hidden beneath the pages. I find the shapes and forms of my native language to be so beautiful. I can literally sit there for hours tracing each curve. I think this mellow mood comes down to the fact that my tired traveling gypsy feet are enjoying having a home... a place to keep my collections of vintage buttons and old photographs of complete strangers that I find at antique markets. I like cat girl, she has a mischievous smile that I recognize, plus anyone who loves cats has got to be a kindred spirit... don't you think?