We’ve been here for about a week now and things couldn’t be any better/worse.
As water overboils from the pot, spaghetti seems to be the only thing I’ve been eating—
Besides this really great fish I (we) discovered called Swai, which I cook with rice.
Besides that, my love has no employment as well as myself–except it may be a little easier for me to get a job.
Soon I’ll be selling cold-pressed juices,
or checking in new guests,
All I know is that the future is bright and I have no doubt about it.
For the first few days, I kept waking up imagining this was the actual dream that I could wake myself up from.
I thought I was living it big but this is a whole new level.
Amazing and scary is what I like to call it.
I’ve been finding myself doodling lately on bus rides to unknown places.
I found some “zines” yesterday which has me thinking I should make one.
I’ll be picking up a sketch book and tools soon to start.
I hope you’ve been feeling well.
Confidence is key.