fall 2008. new york city.
it begins. the respite of perpetual holiday; i am vacation.
nothing is real yet. resigning, absolute freedom, instability, unemployment. somehow i saved $30,000 living in manhattan as a high school teacher.
how long can i go?
hostels add up. plus some parts a tourist can’t touch without a local so i’ll couchsurf across the planet.
keys in my pocket, food in my belly, when it stops being fun move on. surrender is required…