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i want nothing to be left at the hands of my shoddy memory.
this is more than imersion, this is a whirlwind of all encompassing chaos and calamity. im loving every minute of it.
my birthday was slightly untraditional, but completely apropos.
this has to be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
kremlin three straight days in a row, unpredictable moscow weather, late nights and early mornings, bustling metros lined with soviet stained glass, blisters, head spinning cyrillic, lingering smell of cigarette smoke in everything and vodka shots to whatever.
my childlike wonder has created a perpetual state of never ending bliss.
there are no words, language fails at explaining this feeling in my soul.
i feel it all.
st petersburg adventures and star gazing at 3 in the morning as the twilight illuminated the horizon.
the solitude is becoming unbearable though, the lack of familiarity is taking its toll on me.
this is more than imersion, this is a whirlwind of all encompassing chaos and calamity. im loving every minute of it.
my birthday was slightly untraditional, but completely apropos.
this has to be the best thing that has ever happened to me.
kremlin three straight days in a row, unpredictable moscow weather, late nights and early mornings, bustling metros lined with soviet stained glass, blisters, head spinning cyrillic, lingering smell of cigarette smoke in everything and vodka shots to whatever.
my childlike wonder has created a perpetual state of never ending bliss.
there are no words, language fails at explaining this feeling in my soul.
i feel it all.
st petersburg adventures and star gazing at 3 in the morning as the twilight illuminated the horizon.
the solitude is becoming unbearable though, the lack of familiarity is taking its toll on me.