adios, hermanos

It’s been harder to pack up and move on than I thought it would be. My life is in boxes for the next three months, and I’m feeling scatterbrained because of it. The last day at the Times: pushing a mailcart and occasional bursts of writing excitement. For now, I’m focusing on the little one bedroom apartment that I’ve found in Tucson—orange cement floors, a cactus in the courtyard—instead of the grand adventure of Brazil that awaits me because, well, it’s nice to have a visual of ‘what next.’ It’s hard to pack it up and venture off alone, but, I suppose, I wouldn’t be me if I didn’t do it.


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