- And so it occurred to me when I write or even when I think I am writing to you.
- And I look for you each and every day. (sounds like a lyric from Arcade Fire but I am not sure)
These words, thought up and written down (along with other far more ridiculous phrases) as I tried to ignore a women-hating fascist in the hostel (my patience didn’t last long) will be expanded on in the next few weeks.
Before that there will be posts about the US and the Balkans, university graduation and the future while I work through the summer and all the commotions.
Needless to say, I am tired, ready to be rejuvenated buthappy.