Adios Enero! What a month. It began with working and packing, swimming and yoga, creative dates and love fit into schedules. I moved out of my house, quit my jobs, sold all of my possessions that couldn’t fit into a hiker’s backpack, said goodbye and took a flight. More than anything or anyone directly or specifically, I am missing feelings. I am missing being held. I am missing holding. I am missing shared histories and making new stories together. I am missing the indescribable experience of a giggle attack with a 12 year old. And now I am feeling strong. My knees are holding together incredibly well with at least three hours of walking a day. I think the warm weather and fatty food help a lot. I’m often very tired here, but that’s what happens
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