I’m at a conference this week, and honestly I’m just kinda here. I don’t have a lot to do and I’m uncomfortable in this environment, but I’ve reconnected with some friends I haven’t seen for a long time. I’m practicing my Byzantine music at actual church services, and it’s about 110℉ (about 43.33℃ for my eurofriends).
καί κὸμ͵πρὲνέμπλὲ μη ἒνὰμίϡὶς αλ βὶρίνω τϸῆ-τίε. κϊαλ βίβὼ έστὰς τϊελ μὰλφὰͷήλὰ; προ νίᾳ πέκῳ, ὲβὶδέντε. πόστ λα κὸνφὲρένͷὼ, μη ͱάβὸς ἂλήᾳν ἂφέρῳν πρη κϊουῖ ζόργη.
I’d really like to go home, and I’d really like some more certainty about my future and my relationships (πρὲͷίπε πρη μια ῤὴλάτω κουν λα ροὺμάνὰ σὶνϊωρίνω.)
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