citrus

"surely there is no greater gift to a man than that which turns all his aims into parching lips and all life into a fountain."

from the prophet by kahlil gibran


~-~

i know you want the details,
but there's just so much.


i've been having a good time
today i took to myself, mostly, i guess.
had a terrific morning after a fun night after an eventful day and good company.
i'm really only on my second days and i'm not even unpacked completely. my foot locker hasn't arrived, and i'm sharing space with someone who's been here for a while.

it's all quite comfortable, despite some intense emotional discomfort...
but what am i supposed to do?

so i put on a happy face and feel grateful for what's going on...

i'm going to bed now.