i was going to move to danshui so i could get  a room to myself. but once i got there it was so secluded. like you cant go out and theres no people around. i realized that im a city person. shoot that place was like a prison, a well furnished one with a darn good view. so i guess its more like house arrest. i found myself cuddled on the bed singing english worship songs to myself and writing a journal entry. being alone on a mountain with nothing around you for miles can cause you to miss people. that was probably internet withdrawal. honestly though i miss the deep crooning voice of eric leading worship, as well as henry’s laid back coffee house voice. i wrote a bunch of word vomit again on my tiny book, and when i look back id much rather stay in yung he than go back and end up spilling my guts out on paper and singing myself to sleep.

also today i decided to eat one serving size per meal. that’s normal for taiwanese people. but not normal for andy sized people. i ended up feeling so starved by 9pm that i was having trouble walking to mc donalds. where my friend vince treated me to chicken nugget combo and corn soup. i’m still hungry but my stomach has kind of stopped attacking my insides.