Well, this or may not be a true post statement. I’ll leave it to you to decide. I’m way too many Black Butte Porters deep to give you a definitive answer really. All I want to do at this point is leave the country and never come back. It’s a hard decision, but not really. I don’t want to be stuck in this country forever. There is too much to see. And knowing that London is my true home, I don’t even know why I sitting here typing this in Bend, Oregon. Fuck Bend. Fuck their good beer. All it does is seduce me to stay for its good libations. That’s stupid.
I just want to go to Seychelles. Can someone donate $1000 to the cause so I can get a ticket to there? I will be able to figure the rest from there. Escapism. It’s a wonderful thing. Nothing like feeling completely uncomfortable in your own country. It’s not hard at all. It’s not frustrating at all. Not completely mind numbingly stupid.