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May 10, 2007 01:41

On one of my homeless nights, I sat out on the beach and wrote in the sand with a broken conch shell. Most of the time, I thought about a boy who lives in Manchester and how he said to me "I'm waving to you from across the ocean right now."

I traced out situationist slogans, then scratched them out because I was just being sentimental.

I thought about how odd it is that I miss talking to Manchester boy more than my friends.

Some people just click, I guess.

I love the world.

South florida is nice. I'll update more later. I am debating on going to Tenn. to see Gen before I go home.
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