hello iceland! (well, in t-minus 3 days)....so direly in need of escape as my bum is literally sore from sitting so much + my "fainting couch," as some friends have deemed it, and i have become inseparable due to the innumerable hours spent reading/writing there. i'm beginning to think if i don't detach myself now, i'll melt between the cushions as another material casualty - same category as chump change and ancient food crumbs. also my mind is beginning to resemble putrid shark + seeks a jolt of imaginative fury, renewal, oblivion, stimulation of the sublime kind. not sure if reykjavik will render that, but at least i can pretend i'm living out some of those icelandic medieval tales i read last semester.
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