There’s a good chance that I’ll be living in Colorado for three months. Thanks for jinxing me, Becca. At least I’ll be close to you!

I’ve spent about the past two hours sitting on a roof, looking across this city. Thinking about the fact that I don’t want to go home. I don’t want to face broken relationships that are going to be there. I’m going to get back and realize that you forgot about me. And it’s going to hurt. Can I just stay here, please? It would be easier.

When you go from loving someone to not even caring if they exist anymore.

Talking to this guy about music and Thailand and everything else wonderful in the world. I’m so tired. I’m about to leave to go to the Russian market, and then tomorrow we’re going to Angkor Wat. I love it here. I’m starting to miss my family a little, but I really don’t think I’m going to want to leave. I’m just gonna move to Phnom Penh, k?