NCAA

I am really plugging back into American sports in a big way here people. 

I love that I can be in Brazil and watch the men's D 1 basketball championship in Houston. At halftime, it is turning out to be a hell of a game. Might have to name my boy Combs McDaniel.


Not to mention a rebirth in interest in the Sox and C's. 

So this is deeper than just digging on American sports. I don't know what it means. But it feels great. Getting back to my roots. Feeling healthy competition. Feeling pride and passion.

And it does not mean I am missing home. It will be wonderful to get home--I fantasize about the moment. That is my home--just can't be replaced. But I want to stay here longer too. Really take it in. I am loving Brazil more and more everyday. Yeah--it has taken a few months, but I am here. I don't get frustrated at how hard things are. Cause they aren't. I like the slow-paced tranquilo lifestyle. 

Now I just gotta slow my own self down.