WANDERING

Bikeyoga: I think I'm dying. I have neck pain, nausea at all hours of the day, especially after eating, trouble sleeping, and focusing. It's obviously cancer. Or anxiety. But that's what having a boyfriend does to you, right?? Can I get an AMEN????
No? 'ight, that's cool.

People are always so surprised to hear that I have a boyfriend. I wonder why....
I still fully plan to realize my dreams of dying alone with too many cats and books. And shoes if I keep up my angst-shopping.

I think Sherlock should be called Sherlock-Yoga, she's at peace all the time, like a skinny Buddha.

If I changed my screen name to Wanderlust you'd all think I was a bigger floozy than I actually am, and I don't want to falsely advertise. But I got 'em. The itchy feet. This is usually how Sherlock and I pass the time, we throw travel ideas back and forth like a Tolkein-Tennis ball and dream about all the places we want to go until our eyes glaze over and we feel like crying. Because we're poor. And in school. And this isn't like the olden days when you could stow away on a ship and get shanghaied into the french foreign legion and a life of near-death experiences and adventure. Damn you, Second Hand Lions.

I'm lucky enough to have been to a couple of places. NEVER ask my mother about my adventures, she always starts with the story of the original water-ride that catapulted me into the world. You know what I'm talking about.

Anyway. India, Peru, Costa Rica, Thailand, Laos, Japan, France.

Sherlock has been to Brazil, Jamaica, and the Dominican Republic.

WE NEED TO SEE MOOOOOOOORE. You see what Wanderlust does to you? It turns you into a demanding cow.

I think that the Wanderlust is coming up because our first-week of school jitters have worn off and we're falling back into this monotonous rut of work and the two blocks between school, our apartment, and the grocery store. Our only hope of survival is to marry rich, or buckle down with some good adventure stories. Some people will tell you that love is the greatest adventure. Those people have never gone Parana fishing in the Amazon or hiked the Incan Trail through the Andes.