it's 4pm and i'm sitting in my room, listening to jose gonzalez, and getting a bit nostalgic, as this is my last afternoon in geneva. and while in theory i'd like to go out and take in my last hours with the city, i've resolved to just sit here and be a little sad. this evening we are having our farewell fondue dinner in the old town, which will be nice, but several people have already left, so it'll still feel incomplete.
today i did two loads of laundry, since i don't know when i'll have the chance to easily do it again, and i'm slowly deciding which books and pamphlets to take with me. for lunch i ate the last of the food in my icebox and i'm currently drinking my last glass of wine. the bottle is already in the trash.
i've also been having some crazy dreams. many about the restaurant industry and people from my past life. weird. if i knew how to write in a journal, i would right now. oh man desperado just went on...it may be time to go outside.
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aww honey.
I bet you're sad because Jose Gonzales reminds you of me. (jk) I was sitting outside, watching the lightening and listening to Jose Gonzales in Manuel Antonio and getting a little sad. My friend Ashley made me get up and walk to the ocean- so we ended up skinny dipping instead.
Moral of the story? It's time to go outside.
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