02 August 2005

backpacking

when you backpack, you start to learn about who you are and what you want and where you want to go. i am realizing how i have not written fiction in ages, but it is nice to take a break. sick of rejection letters and hearing who is writing what and critique of experimental fiction and ugh, just makes me sick. it is nice to be completely anonymous, which is what i am every single day.

i went on a river cruise on the danube last night which was totally beautiful. the commentary was hilarious, though kate and i were the only ones laughing.

how will i ever go back to working and living and not meeting new people every single day? is that living?

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