return

a whirlwind dash from east to west has left me living on a zero sum of sleep. i am so fucking glad, in the deepest marrow of my traveling bones, that i do not have to hitch hike anywhere for quite some time.

three months are coming to an end. it is hard, and yet exciting, to think that each remaining day in europe is one day closer to home. the past three months have been grueling, difficult, easy, and beautiful. i am ready to break out of the suspended life of travel --to leave behind days whipping past the faces and places of cities and countries i've never been before-- and to rest. i don't mean i need a "vacation from my vacation." i do mean that i look forward to the comfort of the meager roots i have in new york, and to work on fucking destroying civilization.

see you soon!