leaving my homeland and playing a lone hand
Well I'm off. I'll hit Budapest for 5 days, maybe take a day trip to a smaller town from there, and then go to Spis and Strecno castles in Slovakia. Then home for a few days to wash my clothes and see Dark Knight and do some business license stuff, and then I'm off to Croatia. I'll try to get to an internet cafe occasionally to let everyone know I'm ok, but I hate spending precious travel time in Icafes so don't worry if I'm off grid for awhile.
I'm actually really looking forward to the stress of traveling, odd as that seems. Give me acute problems like my bus leaving without me and all the penzions being full, give me problems I can do something about quickly, even if it's a crazyass kinda dumb solution it'll happen fast.
I think I'm starting to go crazy, I just start sobbing over a stupid email, clearly my drawnout Prague/life stresses are more emotionally exhausting than I thought. Oh jesus, and I just started crying again over a song that isn't even a sad song, what the fuck?? Losing my miiiiiiind.
Being on the move always grounds me and clears my head. Traveling's probably the only useful thing I'm good at. I figure at the end of my August Adventures (tm) I'll either be all straightened out and ready to rock, or I'll be completely fed up with Europe and eager to return to the US. Anything but limbo and doldrums and helplessness.
I'm actually really looking forward to the stress of traveling, odd as that seems. Give me acute problems like my bus leaving without me and all the penzions being full, give me problems I can do something about quickly, even if it's a crazyass kinda dumb solution it'll happen fast.
I think I'm starting to go crazy, I just start sobbing over a stupid email, clearly my drawnout Prague/life stresses are more emotionally exhausting than I thought. Oh jesus, and I just started crying again over a song that isn't even a sad song, what the fuck?? Losing my miiiiiiind.
Being on the move always grounds me and clears my head. Traveling's probably the only useful thing I'm good at. I figure at the end of my August Adventures (tm) I'll either be all straightened out and ready to rock, or I'll be completely fed up with Europe and eager to return to the US. Anything but limbo and doldrums and helplessness.