Iʼll email this guy from college who was Zooey’s roommate our first year in Boston and now lives in Amsterdam
My former coworker Aliscia’s father’s family is in some remote Sicilian village
I remembered last night that a woman I went to kindergarten with married a Spaniard and moved to Sevilla
I’m feeling pretty thoroughly bananas.
What is helping me stay sane and away from that mentality whereby things arenʼt okay unless Iʼve worked out everything for the entirety of my life is imagining that Iʼll spend a few weeks at a stretch in a given place and in each place forge relationships and make discoveries to plan the next place.
Like any version of living, I guess, but in more motion.
She said,
I literally thought you were just going to show up and figure it out.
I said,
Like sit at the arrivals gate at CPH and ask people where they’re going and whether I can come?
