Officially sold the rest of my belongings yesterday. Officially a gypsy.
The spaniard called me his girl. And talked about me to his family.
I am officially making plans to leave.
I spent the morning puking after drinking last night.
“so much of this life is lived in between. between the now and the not yet, between arriving and departing, between growing up and growing old, between questions and answers. lord help us not live for the distant day when the in-between will be no more, but help us to have the courage to step into this sacred peace of the in-between – knowing that is a place where life is transformed.
