Stuck at the end of the world.

Waking up, still in Pemby, went and had a shower. Paid my rent, grabbed my baggage and went to the bus. The bus had left, still in Pemby, I went to play pool. Leaving stuff behind is proving more difficult than I could ever imagine.

Sober for the first time in weeks, I watch some old timers play the pooltable. They clean up like nothing else and I am amazed by the spirit of the game. It is for life and ends only in death.