This blog chronicles my move from the idyllic west to a base in Texas, and eventually, to central Germany where I am living and soaking up all of the techno I can handle.
Although it's true that every day brings you closer to the end of separations like this, today, the idea of the next 51 weeks without M. feels very, very long... It's that feeling that you get at the beginning of any task that you don't want to do, or race you don't really want to run. And, sometimes, you just wish that you could be at the finish line already.
This blog chronicles my move from the idyllic west to a base in Texas, and eventually, to central Germany where I am living and soaking up all of the techno I can handle.
I am 32 years old and I am originally from the beautiful Black Hills in western South Dakota.
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