the candmeister and the sad
this is a pretty weird couple-a days here...i saw candy on the street moments after my legs stopped working (it's true, they did, and it was totally surreal) and we sat down for a bit till i felt ok, and then parted ways and realized we might never ever see each other again. i'm starting to question the wisdom of my 'make lots of non-american friends' approach to being abroad because this sucks alot. shoulda just stuck to the flat. now for everything i really want to get done before i leave i am so questioning the proper way to deal with this sick business. gah.