Talk some sense into this head

Дорогие друзья,

I am as clueless as I've ever been.  Idk what time Blogger says this thing is posted, I won't bother fixing my clock/timezone, but it is 10pm here, and the sun has just fully set.  The air is dry, reeked in sweat and uncertainties.

Summer is in full swing.

And I am staring at this foolscap sheet plastered on my bulletin board for the past few days, about to do something rash and probably unwise for a young woman in my position, but I haven't a care of what others conceive of this crazy plan.

Goodbye mundane existence. Hello world! :)

Heads up, sojourners. Full-on Kerouacian mode has been activated. I also need my Liz Gilbert moment. Dolce far niente, mi amici!


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