Sorrow Is Surrender

romanticized run ins

Each day I have spent out here I spend the afternoon by myself. Reading. walking. writing. And then at night I run into someone who speaks English (or maybe not… there was the Italian girl who shared her crackers with me) and then I love them intensely for one night! There was the Toronto boys, the Unicef photographer, then last night the Netherlands lad and the American couple. One night of shared food and drink. You have one night and so you share your story and your passions and your advice and your beliefs and theories and jokes with reckless abandon…… And then you scatter as Eddie says to the four winds: willie, nillie, lost and astray. It’s intense and I think it’s beautiful.