Tomorrow I Sleep Else Where
Here I am on the eve of travel after a month absence. It's so easy to get consumed by absolutely nothing. But I have the feeling, part of it anyway, that I used to get when I was going some place I've never been before - imagining how it will smell and taste, the groans and sighs of the trucks, the sneezes of passersby. There is something comforting in the fact that where I go it seems a little familiar but I also think I've been to places that are alike. My favorite place to go is into the woods where I can't hear car engines or voices and the sound of water filters up through the valley. I find it hard to talk to people when I get back, though I've been finding that difficult for a while. Anyway, off to Mexico where I hope to see so much that I am completely overwhelmed by it all. Certainly, my knowledge of history is inadequate for all I will encounter. I promise to take good notes and pictures.