How long was I, in this place? hours? Minutes? Decades? Certianly not, but possible. For on the land, time pieces are merley a hellish hinderence, a useless thread tied to "That" place. That place of wal-mart, of dead-lines, curfews, and periods, moments, defined and placed into categories. Numbers
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Welcome home.
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I'll be posting my daily entries from handwritten journal, to LJ over the course of a few weeks
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