secretly or not so secretly, i don't actually live here. not yet at least. apartment hunting is so hit or miss. it involves a lot of waiting and decisions. one place was pretty nice but the room felt like half the size as a single in the olde back at school yet the price was somewhat standard for a room of a more appropriate size. i run into people on the street and people send me happy move messages. soon, i hope.
matt and i worked at camp and it felt like each day was a struggle. it was my first time with 6th graders and there are some pretty scary nightmares among the few pleasant ones.
yesterday we had margaritas at cantina - mango, cucumber, white peach. goat tacos and platanos. then we accidentally fell asleep and missed out on going out. so silly.
going back to ny tonight
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