three weeks

I laughed when I said it out loud last night.

Three weeks.

To think about what has happened. What I have felt. Where I have been, and where I am - in three weeks. It blows my mind, legitimately.

I promised myself I wouldn't do this, but the fact of the matter is I've been much too busy doing and feeling and existentially crisisizing to keep up with posts here. But I will be doing an update in the next few days - because, as a friend told me, all of the best adventures are well-documented. I don't ever want to forget what I've felt these last three (three!) weeks, so, entirely for myself, I must get it down in writing.


SF log, weeks 1-3, coming soon.