I'll be back in just a shake
My VISTA term ended last Friday. I don't feel any differently; I'm not experiencing any momentous rite of passage for having completed a year of domestic service. But I am looking back at the last 12 months of my life in Alaska and thinking, "Wow, what an amazing year... People here are crazy... but I love them... I'm crazy too... Where do I go from here... and what's left unsaid in all these ellipses?"
I'm pretty sure the answer to those questions lies in a three week beach bumming bonanza in the sun-and-tequila drenched Pacific coast of Mexico. Or maybe that's just a good excuse to swing in a hammock and drink margaritas the size of my face.
So goodbye poverty income! Screw you rainy weather! See you on the flipside.
When you’re on a golden sea
You don’t need no memory
Just a place to call your own
As we drift into the zone
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