i think i’m sick of adoption everything.
i’m a kad – currently – sick of kads.
and i feel more than a little bad about it.
it’s not that i feel better than anyone, and it’s not that i think it’s not something worthwhile to read, write, and talk about it.
but sometimes, it just makes me sick.
on another note – i’d like to quit my job and travel through southeast asia for a couple of months.
what am i running away from?
“the good earth” – pearl s. buck – fantastic read, i don’t know how i missed it all these years.