the great escape wanders eastward

I don't know what it will look like, the black out. I could be so bored and lonely that I shack up in internet cafes around Europe, hungering for a taste of home. It could be that I denounce keyboards, and resort strictly to letter writing to loved ones. Most likely, I'll pop in once in a while with updates and stories, so chances are you want to keep coming back here in the next five weeks.

love,

iO