it feels like august

tom is working on tracey's bike and every other word is that angry cursing God kind. oh how nice it is to be home?

nicaragua was an amazing place, filled with amazing people and deserves a very detailed explanation with lots of pictures. the experience definitely changed my life.

but for now tracey and i are rushing around the house packing up my car with all of our material possessions. we easily are fitting everything we need, but only because we were both blessed with AMAZING roommates that provide things like... furniture, mini fridges, beds, tables, etc etc. we are such moochers.

i'm so excited to be in lubbock, to live in an apartment with just buns and kind of glen and ty, but mostly i'm excited to take tracey away from this place. i can't wait for her to see a different way to live, and to escape the negativity that has nested around our house.

my mom took off work today to spend time with us. it was really nice. we went to paris and ran some errands and ate every meal together. we talked about communisim and socialism, trade systems, coffee, oppression, and many other things. and for the first time all summer she kept an open mind and mostly listened to me. i showed her pictures from the trip and she constantly compared them to india, which is fine, and she enjoyed them. i showed her my art from this last semester and i took some of hers from when she was in college to display in our apartment.

while i was in nicaragua i felt absolutely amazing the majority of the time. i was so inspired and excited and i couldn't even imagine what feeling bad would be like. but, reality kicked in and i let the world get to me tonight... but it isn't lasting as long as it usually does. it's only been about ten minutes and i feel fine.

everything is so possible, and tomorrow will be a beautiful day.