Just old senioritis

[rinkydink]

I don't know if everyone else is experiencing this, but I feel like something changed while I was away. Something fundamental clicked. I've been trying to describe it to myself in terms of biology movies, psychology movies; the human brain transitions, even into adolescence: what is impossible one day becomes developed the next. I feel like I

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[gypsycafe]

J'en conviens, absolument. Although would you marry a suit? I don't know; perhaps a suit in Europe would be better... But yes. It makes sense.

I certainly don't want to steal your thunder, but I want to let you know that I'm constantly thinking about Europe, travels, the life I want to live, the life I've dreamed of living, the life I think I'll live, the people along the way. So by telling you this I suppose you can always "talk about this now" with me, because in calculus today I was thinking about greece, my tarot cards, and the mysterious dark man they said would bring me absolute love and disaster.

So arrive by ferry on a boat to Paros and stay with me for a few days! We can live like people who go to the cafe at 2.00 for a cup of tea (or brilliant turkish coffee) in the sun. There's the possibility of an ocean. (Literally).

Yes? I think we're done, Avery -- only whoever makes the rules says that two more months as a real "teenager" is absolutely necessary. But really, we're done. That's somewhat liberating. My mind's caught up in incense and gold and tombs and crawl-spaces and sea-nymphs and volcanoes and dark boys and the ace of swords and whatever else seems logical at the moment. And I think the attachment to detachment it fine... For now.

Good reading you.