here i am slavng underneath the moon and thinking of romance, romantic songs, last kisses, last dances, last days ever straining.
i am moving back to my parents abode, to which i say hurrah for today. the bus rides are long dark and sweaty but my thoughts are plentiful a many.
i am dreaming about turkey, and colourful mornings,and the cultural rich sad state of russia that i want to see and expirience.