being home is kind of strange. i still dont feel like im home. i've been squatting between various residences living out of my backpack. i feel like a guest everywhere i am. its a feeling ive grown accostumed(sp?) to over the past few months, but its not one im used to within the context of friends and family. the couches have been nice but i just
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