Turkey

Europe
Canada
Turkey India Australia
South Africa
Japan
Everywhere Else.

I'd like to look around at places, and see things I guess, but I was told one that the nicest people in the world are in Turkey, and I remember rugs and marketplaces from some sort of computer game that I used to play when I was little, I think it was Madeleine travels the world, or something. I would like to visit Turkey, and spend days in the marketplaces meeting people. Do people in Turkey speak Turkish? If so, I'd like to learn. I'd buy a new bandana and where it there, I'd bring Stevie, if he'd come with me. We'd eat buffet and drink wine and laugh a lot, because I feel like no one gives Stevie enough credit. I guess he's Steve now, nobody over the age of eighteen identifies as "Stevie," sorry, Steve.

But really, I know he'd rather Australia but everyone goes there. You look at the places where everyone wants to go and New Zealand and Australia are always there, and they're on my bucket list as well but they aren't top of list. I'd rather go to Turkey, and experience nice people.

I crave people with feelings and empathy and smiles. God, remember smiles?

I've decided to make a new list, actually, one that is no longer places I'd like to visit, but places I'd like to live. Experience. "Visit" seems like such a mundane, ordinary word. I want to live places, feel them. I want to experience areas and moments that people brush over. I'm thinking about living in places for short periods but long enough to...well, experience I guess. What stupid wording, here it goes:

New York City
England - what is it now, eight months? seven?
India (this may change, I hear they don't have wonderful health care, mental note to look up health care and blind accomodations for these places)
Malaysia

These seem random and odd, but they aren't really to me. Regardless if I talk about them often outloud or not, I have thought about living in these places. I would like to, atleast for a brief period, to just experience it all. Pay bills in different money, learn languages have difficulties. I don't want to be stuck in one place forever.

And it is going to be difficult. Because of my disability flying is bullshit, and hard, and strenuous and tiring and it makes me feel like I shouldn't be allowed anywhere. I'm just a hassle, what with needing soeone to help me on the damn plane and filling out my forms and telling me where the right things are, teaching me, but I am willing to learn... I refuse to let that stop me.

I need someplace to put this all down, someplace that is neat tidy and I can keep everything in that one place. I'm going to try in the next few days to well aquiant areas of my possessions to be allocated as the keeper of my thoughts. I recently fell in love with a bag that I actually already have that is big enough for everything but my stupid computer as it would be too heavy, so maybe that would work. I really hope so, I need someplace to carry around notebooks and poetry notebooks and my playbooks and poetry books, I read those because they're easier for me to read, by the way, that's why I'm so into poetry nowadays. I can't read novels easilly.

I should look into a portable cctv, except if I thought a computer was heavy to carry around...

Oh well, I'm going to get places, I refuse to stay in one place forever.