As a tourist and as a traveler.
One week of the fruit supply remains.
As a tourist and as a traveler.
One week of the fruit supply remains.
Spinning is what i do, everything spins.
My day.
Speak speak speak.
Thai day.
The four-hundredth day living out of a duffel bag.
Still waking up from the dram, on the eve of a couple thousand pieces of fruit.
One last banana.
From all good things.
Six years and one day.
I ate, i slept, between all of that i made a few good things happen, and this is how i told my story.