mm. deep breathing. trying to let my body settle and my muscles relax and regroup after an overly intense game of ultimate frisbee. chris's wedding was beautiful, long and enchanting, filled with magnificent people and words; great dancing and wonderful food, an amazingly decadent vegan chocolate cake and then a long night of talking, card playing and relaxtion in a room we didnt pay for with people i dont really know. meeting, greeting, talking, making friends and seeing old ones.

navigating the hell of managua, its discombobulated and chaotic noncenter and the maze of language that taxistas and streets kids use is a manic and kind of after panic place of existence that i really do not enjoy existing in. but i made it and survived and helped another out of the chaos that it is.

back in ocotal, back at work, back trying to be organized and get over the ache of my muscles, hoping that its not dengue. praying that its not dengue, not now, for fucks sake because i can in no way afford any type of medical coverage in the states at all.

going home soon. good bad and everything in between there is no clear way for me to figure out what i think or thought was going to happen, its just going to be three weeks of open ended interesting fun and explorative adventure in the land of new jersey and oh, what a land it is.