Well that's the synopsis. I got very sick and felt very uncomfortable. Then on the last day of my trip I perked up. And now, waiting in yet another bus station, I'm sad. My feelings make no sense and my life moves too fast.
I'm on a bus going south for my vacation. There is a bit of anxiety as always because I'm heading into the unknown. But I feel encapsulated as I look out at the dark and see the miles slide by.
Mostly this makes me look forward to the day when I can go from Whitehorse to Puerta Arenas by bus.
I just bought myself a box of chocolate fudge covered Oreos, and am about ready to eat Oreos and internet and ignore the world and gradually get rid of my hangover. My vacation has been kind of slow, other than my trip up Cerro San Cristobal to see the tarantulas
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Next week I am taking a two week vacation. It is summer here, and most of my students are on vacation, so my vacation will coincide with them
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My prime television years were about 9 to 12 years old, I think, which corresponds to the years 1988 and 1991. I watched television before that, and after that, but those years were when I was a television watcher
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