european

i cannot believe in the span of two months i’m leaving this country again. people talk about how online friends turn you to a hermit, you are someone with ‘fake’ friends. and maybe on some ends of the internet that is a fact. people hide behind the screen, build this persona that they slowly forget is not the true them. these people won’t explore, won’t reach out, keep their real life private in fear you will unmask them. 

I feel fortunate to not have found these people. not that i haven’t encountered these people, but i’m so, almost scarily open it tends to frighten them off, if you are not willing to tell me your real name and sit in a video call im also just not interested in getting close. i want it to feel like we are sat in my living room having a little get together. which is impossible because ur all European. 

currently on the way to germany, just left home. it’s hard to imagine 6 months ago this is what i would be doing, spending my wage on airbnbs and plane tickets, but i cannot complain. i’m in new places, new people (who i hope stick around) and good company (vodka)

i have ducky in my bag, he comes everywhere with me, super nervous for TSA, always an for some reason, what if i walked past a tweaker and a spec of his crack landed on my and i get arrested. 

anyway, no matter what happens this weekend it was worth it, I get to fly in a boeing 737!