Coming back

and realizing that even with the languages i have, i can't understand the people i want to. Also, google translator works in the fun roundabout way that you can't translate back exactly what you just changed. So i embark on my next journey... ew cliches are gross. New quarter starts soon, and i look forward to seeing the people that are left and those that i left behind. When will i see Columbus again? in 1872? i always seem to want a time machine to visit those i love, as if tomorrow isn't good enough. tomorrow is either Ikea or Neuffen, so we'll see. Today is Wohnheim, Real, and my bed, because my eyes and throat are mean.