Dear Solly

I know you read this blog. Please text me from your Spain number so I can talk to you. I miss you.

Anniversary of Me

Two years ago today I left for Germany, and what do I have to show for it?  Temporarily I accepted myself.  Temporarily I filled emptiness with novels about beets and Jesus' sarcophagus.  If I was there for any other reason but to learn, my experience would not have been so deep.  Never had I felt more alone and more at peace all at once.  I had no embarrassment, no shame, but simultaneously no desire to make people interested in me the same way that I became.  I reflect on my short hair with envy.  I wish I could still feel as confident as I did two years ago.  I miss having an experience that was mine and no one else's.  I miss me.

James Blake Lyrics

You wanna know me like waves know shores
You wanna know me like waves know shores
You wanna know me like waves know shores
You wanna know me like waves know shores
Like I know my own self's goals
Like I know my own self's goals
Like I know my own self's goals
Like I know, like I know

All I suggest is
I suggest you love like love's no loss
I suggest you love like love's no loss