i (i) wrote,

new year's eve. i'm still at the beach. still nursing the yuks. not uncontrollable, but i don't want to be travelling. it's kind of nice to be just sitting around not doing much, anyway. this is how i envision my travel through central america (if i ever sell my house); not a frenzied race from place to place, but stopping for long enough to really absorb a location. sinking in beyond the surface. i can't say i've really done that here, but i don't speak the language, which makes it harder.

about that central america trip... i have to find a way to modify my vision of it so i don't lose jane...

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