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.