its really really windy, its 2:40am and I’m in florida.
I didnt get a bed because the guy in charge at this hostel
is sleeping, thankfully some dude in yard let me hang out
in the lounge – bumped into some fly women in the taxi on
the way over – I already like it here
So I saw the ocean for the first time in years, its roaring
right behind me as I type but I wont go and touch it for fear
of not being let back in… my my is it tempting. palm trees
Alone on a trip to a far away land, middle of the night,
what better time to blog ?