I'll pay you to make decisions for me.
Enough silliness. Everything is going to be totally OK. This month will be fantastic, as long as a few things fall in order correctly:
One. I need to not get deported on my mini trip to Dublin. That'd really rain on my parade.
Two. I need to not run out of money so travel-magic can happen without me stressing over the difference between a two euro or four euro tapa.
Three. I need to survive this next two weeks under the dictator's rule in this ridiculous house. Even the free rent and food is looking like a meager and obscene consolation prize at this point for all the fucking work I'm doing.
Four. There is no four, but four things make a list look more impressive from afar.
One more month is sunny Spain (plus a taste of Portugal & Ireland), then it's back state-side for me. No regrets. Many life lessons. Brilliant new friends. Couple freckles before August. Can't complain anymore, it's been a trip, and I'm better for it.
Now, off to tend to the heathens and hooligans.
One. I need to not get deported on my mini trip to Dublin. That'd really rain on my parade.
Two. I need to not run out of money so travel-magic can happen without me stressing over the difference between a two euro or four euro tapa.
Three. I need to survive this next two weeks under the dictator's rule in this ridiculous house. Even the free rent and food is looking like a meager and obscene consolation prize at this point for all the fucking work I'm doing.
Four. There is no four, but four things make a list look more impressive from afar.
One more month is sunny Spain (plus a taste of Portugal & Ireland), then it's back state-side for me. No regrets. Many life lessons. Brilliant new friends. Couple freckles before August. Can't complain anymore, it's been a trip, and I'm better for it.
Now, off to tend to the heathens and hooligans.