nomad'z land

i. am. so. tired. somehow d mayra lily and i made it to spin five hours after we crashed out from partying hard. oh it hurt so bad. i really am dying to know why they dont make bicycle chairs more comfortable. it doesnt make any sense to me at all. i was dunzo all day. alllllll day. also it was our last day of classes, since next week is strictly field work. emotional as usual. tal vez im too cansada to write about it, but its good. prompts a lot of thoughts, two of which stood out to me in particular. 1) learning to have faith in the safety that is there. 2) being honest; letting others be honest; and being honest when other people’s honesty hurts your feelings. i learn a lot from other people’s vulnerability and ability to speak so freely about their shit. i am not there. im learning about my openness/lack of openness. muy interesantes. its a funny feeling in the chest. oh god im so tired. its raining and i saw the most blinding lightning ive ever seen on the way home from the teacher party. gracias a dios esta viernes. pero manana i cant really sleep in since were heading out to piramides y caballo riding or somethin! okay im dead now ttfn.