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between chicago and california.


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the plane landed, the train ended, the bus stopped, and i walked into my apartment and was greeted with starving cats and cold open windows. and a depression which falls each time a trip ends. the one that reminds me of the life i left behind, and how i must fall back into place. into a routine. And how I don’t know what to do with myself. How I ( Read more... )

it's too hot. too hot.

lately it's been storming at night, or just lightning flashing....it's cooler outside than in my apartment.

carob chip cookies are good. especially if they are from the "nutritious creations" brand.

i highly recomend.

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"educate, agitate, organize."

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hey would you look at that, i've managed to take a train in ny by myself and found an overpriced cybercafe with which to write emails and journal entries, and listen to r&b ( Read more... )

i feel like i'm sneaking in time to write this, because it's not my computer, not my apartment.

because heads will come hover over me and i'll leave out certain things...i'll be back on strong in a week.