Current location:	budapest
Current mood:	sad

kick through continents, busting boundaries
despite the injuries, broken time pieces, suitcases and two pairs of shoes, i do not want to go home tomorrow. i know i post this like once a summer, but still....i guess ill just have to come back next summer, stay for even onger and then whine about having to come back. again.
but i do not want to have to pack up my apartment. if anyone likes putting things into boxes, please let me know. i would appreciate your help and you will be rewarded. ia m sure theres some kind of (freudian or nonfreudian) karma for box packing ...

it was rining this morning and i walked around roman ruins, thinking about hubris and the ends to which we all someday come...piles of wet rocks and memories. dirt and excavations. imaginations and assumptions.
i also saw a roman organ (well, two actually...one musical instrument and one other kind of organ) and a temple of mithras.


i have really enjoyed budapest. it is a lovely city and the food is amazing.ű
i think i will have to come back someday...