Go, we.

September 11, 2009

The greatest thing that I have learned is

that I can make a fool of myself anywhere, and however I like.

And I do.

Sometimes on purpose.



This is Christian, the Austrian. We helped build a house together on Paros. He has a big scar bisecting his chest. We went fishing a lot. Very shortly after we met, he told me about his life, things he had been dealing with, things he hasn’t told anyone. We shared drinks on occasion, and meals always. Strangers acknowledge a common bond. There was never any hesitation, we were brothers of the mind immediately, and forever.


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