vagabondia ho! (pictures like whoa)

to recap:

january – texas, cooking for buddhists

february – san diego, surfing!

march – manitou springs, colorado, in love with a 34 year old man for a week

april – oregon! caving, desert hot springs, the coast, falling in love with robin!

may – montana, washington, oregon, bay area california, robin robin robin

more may – washington for sasquatch, my first hitch-hiking experience

damn. i don’t even know where to start. i’m in love with a boy and i can’t believe how great he is. we make love and we fuck and we hump and we have sex and we mate and he makes me feel more like a human being than anyone i’ve ever met in my life. he appreciates the beauty of the world more than anyone else i’ve ever met and he finds meaning in small moments and he loves me just as much as i love him. it’s such a relief, expecially after having to drag any affection at all out of jorge for four stupid years. and best of all (duh) is that i don’t have to hide any parts of myself from robin. i can call him and let him know that i’m stoned, let him know that i bought mushrooms, let him know that i masturbated while i was driving to see him and thought about him the entire time.

i’m going to burning man in august! which i’m kind of stressed out about because it involves a whole shit load of planning and money and stress and getting shit together and robin and i are sort of bad at all of the above. but we’re going with people who seem to have their shit together so it should be a-ok. i’m also really fucking excited because how can you not be? burning man! with a person who’s open and inviting to experience and likes to be naked and likes it when i’m naked in public and dances how he feels instead of how he thinks he should look and lets music take over his body and wants the world to be a better place and cries for the sad things that happen to other people and cries for how beautiful our relationship is. holy shit! and i’m leaving him in october.

off to new zealand, and all by myself, and after falling in love with someone who would be someone i’d really like to take with me to such a magic fucking place on this planet. but he has his own journey and i have mine and goddamn i really hope that we get to meet again and love each other again and relearn each other’s ways of speaking and moving and breathing and holy shit, the sex! let’s just say it’s copious and that our bodies know each other in ways that i’ve never experienced.

here are some pictures. holy shit.

see the weird red pool? it’s blood, and i have no idea where it’s from.

in the lighthouse:

So, that’s April and May in a nutshell.

<3clea