I'm not really sure what to write.
Last week I woke up speaking in german and I went to the ocean. The water was colder than it ever has been. I didn't care, but every day has melted. Some middle-aged guy sincerely asked me if I was gay after I made some joke and I instinctively responded with "no. sorry." and wanted to be somewhere else, which there usually isn't anything wrong with. I'm all over the fucking place. My brother got out of the hospital. I've started something that will take on a life of its own, which I guess very few people are even capable of doing. I'm off to Rhode Island. Haaaaa.