“Supersonnet— it was a fun ride south; we came to know our pores again and it wasn’t like I’d imagined it would be. Shit it was real-er, I never had any idea what time it was, and I was so happy I almost threw up. Big winners in Vegas and who even cared? The course was set, we’d gone tangential and infused the path with our resolve. We couldn’t lose.
The unreality of finally getting on that airplane Sonnet….. Landing here I caught mystupidself bemoaning the hell of ~25 hrs in transit (like I didn’t give my blood for it) and then I saw the Balinese boy with his grandmother sitting on a bed frame in front of their house all smiles in slow motion as I passed by in the taxi, sun shards & incense smoke through the trees, a small sight that I was so lucky to have made it here JUST in time to affirm for you….”
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