It seems I’ve adapted into a sorta game of touring for a week or two, then staying with friends (whether new or old) in a city for a week or two, then continuing on to the next spot that anchors my interest.
Even me being that basic pessimist realist misanthropic sadboi, I still seem to have a need for human connection and companionship that is slow roasting in these depths.
SOMEHOW I keep getting goddamn lucky ending up in very right places at very right times like Gainesville for this lil s24 with the Bikes and More crew which perfectly satisfies that requirement. Bit of wet weather, bit of throwing stuff at stuff, bit of donuts on pizza, bit of exploring abandoned houses, and a lotta everything coming together juuust right.
