He applied to work with me in Greenpeace. But now I don’t know what to do with three weeks left on my visa. I just wish there was a way to spend it with him. Things are so completely different now. So easy and comfortable and happy. Everything makes sense and now that’s all being taken away from me.
“We travel for romance, we travel for architecture, and we travel to be lost.”
— Ray Bradbury.
'Cuz in my head there’s a Greyhound station
where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations,
so they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here.
I write things.
and
I dig tea.
My name is Kat.
Tell me something.
