Half of me

still in Granada. I somehow in ways i can´t explain felt compleate when i was in Nicaragua. Might sound strange, but i really felt so normal there. Like i had been there before or something. So i long for going back. The international poetry festival was also beyond words. Will write a full report very soon. First i have to pull myself together because i feel like i got that strange sleepy sickness as described in 100 years of solitude.