It started with the sweetest goodnight. Plucked a whisker and rolled it up tight. Two bus rides later and a six mile hike. I'm here. At the Hraunhafnartangi lighthouse, with no one in sight!

I feel alive. So alive. So fucking alive I could just die. But we will save that for another day. Everything has a tint of perfection in it. The waves, the salty air, the soft ground. All I know is to walk South. I'll get where I'm going, there is no doubt.

It's almost midnight. I stumbled upon a deserted hut. I still have energy and a bit of daylight. The sun doesn't seem to set this time of the year. I'm cozy and warm and ready for a beer. I think I'm going to be fine sleeping right here.