Saturday, August 09, 2008

fever dreams

I've felt this before, but never so strongly.

I think I picked something else up in Thailand - something more than the mysterious Dengue. Something even more resounding than the ebullient "Sawadekaaaaaa!" and "Kap khun kaaaa!" that I can use almost exclusively in nail salons here in this city.

I picked up a cowbell-resistant fever. For roamin'.

I read ravenously, snacking on other experiences as I plot my own. I'm going deep into the world.

I know nobody's going with me. I offer, receiving occasional smiling agreements, but I know I'm going alone.

Finally, I'm OK with that. My fella's OK with that.


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