(1:14 pm GMT) i’m having a good time in london and cambridge.

but i don’t know what else to say, except that i’ve spent the last six nights sleeping in six different places.  my place, your place, an airplane, laura’s converted-church flat, mark’s brixton flat, phil’s dorm.  to get at things in the bottom of my backpack, i have to take everything out and stack it on the floor.  the finding of my socks and underwear is a problem.

walking and talking.  riding trains.  eating sandwiches.

i’ve missed you.