I’m allergic to sunlight and I’m heading towards the equator. Hmmm…
Ready or Not to Die
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
I’m allergic to sunlight and I’m heading towards the equator. Hmmm…
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
Joy doesn’t feel welcoming. Listening to our pain would be.
It’s a new Cold War, but this time it’s just us.
I don't know how likely it is that I will have a "great" time. Besides the altitude sickness and the sun poisoning, I wonder what else I have to look forward to in South America.
And don't forget the altitude sickness that is possible in Peru, apparently drinking plenty of fluids helps.
Have a great time.