Yesterday I fell asleep at 23 inside my sleeping bag, and woke up at 07, from freezing by the sleeping bag having fallen off. Eight hours! On a bus! Today I was so awake that

Yesterday I fell asleep at 23 inside my sleeping bag, and woke up at 07, from freezing by the sleeping bag having fallen off. Eight hours! On a bus! Today I was so awake that I could have survived a whole lesson in French grammar without blinking.

I got to show my passport to the police once, and twice we all needed to go outside to x-ray our bags. My bags are so drug-free now that you could feed them to kids.

Most of the day I played computer games and watched the end of La Casa de Papel. I don’t like it anymore. I just had to keep watching because … it’s downloaded, I guess. And I don’t feel like Tokyo at all. I feel a bit more like the professor. He is me when I was like 10.




Musicians and a cactus.

I fall asleep in the same chair I woke up in. Good night!
