Per usual, things have gone awry. I don’t mind. Despite the fact that I feel like I’m floundering and alone. But the one nice thing that comes of this is that I can go wherever I like, in good time. Be it to Manhattan, the Bahamas, Montreal, Rome, or back home to Vietnam, the possibilities are endless. Except for here in Portland. I can’t stay here for long, as it’s such a fucking hostile town. I am done investing in people that have never and will never reciprocate my friendship. I am happy to be free from such negative and aimless energies. Fuck that. I don’t need it. Nobody does.
I am looking forward to watching Autumn unfold here on the West End though. Just until I get my feet back, and am off again to some unknown destination. This I have come to accept, and know that in time, all things will work themselves out.
I can’t wait for: Harvard Lecture Series, MV on 9/17-9/20, Family Wedding, MTL, and visits with my Romanian Chicas. I also am hoping, maybe evening begging/praying, to hear back from new opportunities. St. Johns? The Bahamas? SoHo? Greenwich, CT? Phu Giao? Just send me in the right direction and I’ll keep my focus.
POST SCRIPT: Feeling like a friend binge is on the verge of happening.