We walked around a bit more, (actually, until 3:30, and I ate the nastiest pizza Ive ever had in my life [think, perhaps, a dried up square of pizza hut vegetarian pizza with nothing but corn on it], the nastiest beer I've ever had [I don't have a comparison for you, sorry. It was SO bad,]) then went back to the hostel for sleep.
When I opened my eyes I had this vision, and hurt. Michael, why why why can't you be in this bed with me? Heartache and bittersweet beauty. Miss you.