walking, writing, "chugging coffee", spending too much american currency with french and british acquaintances. my fingers are falling off from their intimate relationship with my guitar strings. I think that I do love it here. I think that I could not live here.
every time that I head to a new city, it happens- I change my interests and hobbies when I return to my favorite city (Austin, foo). I don't really know what these new interests will be, but i'm getting giddy wondering about it.
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