My week on the island has come to an end. I will likely be back to visit but today I had to bring my stuff across he city again to the party space apartment. I think this is dubstep playing. The entire room is vibrating. I’m kind of enjoying it right now, but we will see how I feel at 4 am...
The cost of doing things your way sometimes. You know what you don’t like, you know what you do like.
I like the scene. I like the people. I like the space. I don’t like sleeping here on nights where there are parties. I like the rooftop. I like the concentration I can find up there. I like my life. I like where it’s going.
I just went to a public pool! First time I’ve properly swam since I said I should start a few months ago. It happened so naturally. Where I was before it seemed like such a task, getting on an overcrowded bus to trickle through overcrowded roads to get to an overcrowding swimming pool. Today was much nicer than that.
The last here days were spent with an absent minded mother friend of ours. She came to visit the friend I was staying with and brought her eight month old baby. The baby’s constant need to have physical contact with mommy at all costs made me think she should have waited two or three months til baby could crawl to come visit. I forgive the baby but add to the crying mommy’s absent mindedness and unwillingness to put cloths on baby which meant baby peed and pooped everywhere....
She took all the peace out of the island. Amazing learning experience though!
I think it’s about time I go and try to enjoy this loud music since it isn’t going away any time soon. Let’s see what happens tomorow.