I'm writing this as my plane flies to Boston. from there, i go straight to Reykjavik. I'm nervous, and excited, and frightened, and ecstatic ... what if it's so boring? no, that's a terrible question, i can have fun staring at walls, I'll be fine, ha.... i wonder what kind of people i will meet? i am going.g to make a post on couchsurfing on the
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