full of moxie and viscosity

In London again. This trip has proved to be way more expensive than originally thought... of course... but that's okay. It's not like I quit my job right before I left or anything.... oops... I kind of did. Anyway, I have a few options when I get back. Either I can talk to Sylvan and see if I can rearrange my schedule a little bit and start subbing again... I can wait tables... or I can get a different Starbucks job.

This trip has also been an awakening. Some friends that have been tried and true before have sort of... proven themselves to be a little more involved in their own legacy than in my friendship. I don't know how to talk about this; some things feel easy to say, some feel hard. I don't know, either, to sort of... sign someone off? How do you break up with a friend? I don't know.

I love this trip, but wish I had done a few things a little differently. I have fallen for European men and historical buildings... and the metro.