The thing I noticed about myself on this trip North America is that I tend to run away a lot.
When things get to crazy, I don't try and fix them, I try and get the f*ck out.
Well, I'm here in Baltimore, relaxing on a sunny 4th of July.
I like it.
But soon there's going to be nowhere to run away to.
So then I'll go to South Carolina, I think, and live in swampy Chaleston.
I have my list of places to run away to, but I've exhausted most of them too quickly.
When there's no-where left to run, I'll go to Charleston. Or maybe before that. I'd love to go to the Carolinas or Louisiana or somewhere down south.
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