post-travel boredom.

before i left italy, i was perfectly content.

now that i've been to indonesia for 2 months, i am so fucking bored back in italy.

my life in italy before we left consisted of:

• friends (who are now kind of scattered)
• books

but half the books i was about to read are about tiny north american problems which seem so irrelevant to me now

the world seems to me such a large place now

and i am no longer content with "beautiful beaches" and "relaxing"

i want to walk in jungles and eat worms.