Day 528: Surprisingly Pink

There's something so fluid about volunteering. I feel happy doing it. It just sits well with me. It's never really done for anyone else's sake but my own. It's just such a big joy.

Today, I had a song sung to me by a man with a glisteny-rich, mellow voice, like thick Italian chocolate filled with spice. I had a ninja table tennis lesson - shit - I improved more in those 5 minutes than ever in my life. Amazing! I played big Jenga with a lot of people, goaded many of them and laughed a lot. I had conversations with people from so many different places, including someone from the UK whose opinions I disagreed with hugely, but who I felt lots of love for. Honestly. Love. Brighton, you haven't helped, but that hippy was always there somewhere. I'm down with it, though. It is, IT IS all about love.

By Jayson Brinkler

I've just been used as a leverage point for yesterday's cat (also today's) as he cleaned himself. That's a first. His paw pads are surprisingly pink. Never done a day's work (etc.). He's very handsome. If he was a human man, people would swoon. He's not. He's a cat. I'm not swooning. I'm just saying. 

I met the person who made this (the clue is in the name). http://www.jaysonbrinkler.com/Site  I'm blown away. I think I like the centenarians even better than the newborns, which is really saying something, and there is so much harsh beauty in the Auschwitz photos and humanity in the artists. Have a look. Seriously. Do it. 

By Jayson Brinkler

Looking forward to tomorrow. Some of my favourite things and one of my least... The least: need to be in/near Oxford Circus tomorrow, just after lunch. NIGHTMARE! The rest? Ah, I'll tell you tomorrow.