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Hola. I'm in Bogota and having doubts about ever wanting to leave Colombia.
Supposedly, I am moving to Japan. Truth be told, second thoughts and doubtful daydreams and Latin paces and a hauntingly radiant woman...
Scott and I just got back from the Carribean coast, where scuba diving and fresh fruit jucies and loud reggaeton and vallenato music and heat, que calor!, ebb back to today's overcast Bogota, cooking vegan food and Scott is quickly becoming a Colombian celebrity after his debut on national television yesterday, and I was offered a job here in Bogota for Red Bull yesterday, and emotion is playing hopskotch with thai food and an ironic faux hawk. And planned meeting with brother Daniel in Guatemala postponed but only until soon, and nihongo going slow to call myself Japanese but where do I really want to be and why is the sky falling on the head of nonsense and if I set my mind to it, could I really make it happen.
New Colombia fotos posted and languages rearranged,
between new dreams concocted and my itineraries reframed.