A somewhat segment from correspondence to my new crony
Things are getting worse here. I'm still floating through the summer, sort of listlessly. [SENSITIVE]. [SENSITIVE]. [SENSITIVE]. I'm miserable about the whole thing. I'm in Ann Arbor, trying to ignore serious stuff with getting too stoned these days. Taking super long walks with Roxanne where she just lays down on the sidewalk panting looking at me like why the fuck am I torturing her with these insanely long trips. I dunno. Not really relevant to you since you are just in lifewarp out there. I can't even imagine what you must be experiencing/thinking. Oh to be your pen and glimpse at what you must be journaling, in addition to what you were journaling while we were [SENSITIVE].