Hanging out in Amsterdam. Spent today and yesterday just wandering, getting super lost, but eventually finding me and other vaguely familiar things. Anycase, it’s been a great three weeks in europe. Falling in love, deeper and deeper, living perfectly imperfect.
Just catching up on all the silly shows I watch at the moment, like Community and Parks and Rec.
Queen’s Day this weekend, then to Paris where I’m going to find Chipotle because it’s apparently there now, then back to Nantes, then to Vienna and Prague and eastern europe. Finally, back home.
It’s funny how used to someone you can become. Sleeping alone already feels weird.
I miss you.