What's there to live for? Who needs the Peace Corps?

Dec 22, 2004 23:04

My long-awaited return. The island looks barren at such a high altitude.
Free of every obligation.
OF COURSE:
OFF COURSE:
Psychotic clutch. I am learning to drive the standard human machine in a less conspicuous way even through this rocky terrain. No one will suspect my imposterism. No one will correct my imposture-isms. No one will detect my preposterism…

The space is what is so congested with these garrulous rocks. THE GROUND is.
Missing an essential direction.
A short vacation to the seaside to regain some of my vigor.

DON’T COUNT YOUR PENPALS BEFORE YOU GET OUT YOUR ADDRESS BOOK.
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