Evidently, i have not been writing much. this is due mainly to two reasons:
1. My interest in blog writing has waned.
2. There ain’t a whole lot to write about here.

Let me explain. Since practically 60% of the town’s population has left for Bodh Gaya (Kalachakra in Sanskrit, Dorje Den in Tibetan), i don’t do that much blog-worthy. But i’ll say what i can.

New year’s was a BLAST. my friend jigme, his cousin tashi, and their friend kunga, (all over 30 yrs.) and I (a paltry 19) drove together to dharamsala to celebrate. we stopped along the way to have a momo picnic at 9pm in the woods, and then made it there. dharamasala, is usually busy. tourists, businessmen, religious pilgrams, etc. but on new year’s it was SWAMPED. like you couldn’t see the ground because it was covered in people or broken glass. but the thing is, everyone (ok with the exception of literally 5 people), were guys. indian guys. drunk indian guys everywhere, yelling and screaming.

we went to a restaurant, someone poured beer all over me, things were crazy. but we made it back, all in one piece, at 3:40 am. nuts.

besides that, i have been much more solitary. running every other morning at 630 (my first successful resolution), prayers, meditation, tibetan conversation, english class… that’s really it. it’s the same every day, but i like it now. i don’t feel so crappy about being lonely, (i mean granted i’m coming home in 3 weeks) but actually i feel like i’ve accomplished things at the end of the day.

that’s really all i have to say. which is, in a way, kind of peaceful. i’m just here. and that’s ok.

-myles