how quickly we get used to
the nice things in life

a filling and gorgeous breakfast
out on a shady balcony
overlooking a small square in Athens
and lazy writing right afterwards

only two days of that, and yet i think that is what i’ll miss most

but who knows what the island of Kalymnos has in store for us

or the ferry ride to Rhodes

or Paris or Madrid or Lisbon

or even all the trains we have yet to take

but i see why kip in the past has insisted
on staying one place
and living
like a natural-born citizen
of wherever we are visiting