No Time To Write
Leaving the country for the first time in nearly a year. It feels good.
In the last six months I’ve sent you postcards from California and California only. Today, I’m pleased to be writing from Mexico.
I’m here with my girlfriend, best friend and his family, and today we spoke bad Spanish and ate street tacos for lunch. We also watched my bestie’s daughter make friends with another Mexican toddler, and got nervous at the Federales checkpoint. We surfed twice. Now I’m on the balcony with a spicy margarita and people I love.
I’ve got to get back to it. I’m just so happy.