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something alive is moving through me.
i'm trying to not binge-eat. i'm trying to write. i'm trying to not be an alcoholic. i'm trying to be a person.
nelson was amazing. i met girls named naomi and alicia, the first being incredibly like siobhan and the second being comparable to dru (there's no such thing as a coincidence). j. hock was there, and flow. so were mushrooms and a terrence-like figure called dan. i put all of these choice elements together and
-got into an argument about kerouac: "it's bullshit because i'm 19 and i've lived all that"
-spun the stars above a beach, alone and complete and completely alone
-got lost
-rode a bike with a music box
-dumpster-dove (have scrapes to prove it)
-had one long giggly conversation about THE TRUTH and energy and the psyche and dating
there was a man called odis who said "i don't care about food so much as i care about crazy" and this made me take him to vancouver, where we were mostly silent and walked all night, saw some sights.
i would love to make a real entry about this but i have camping to do. just know that i am king of the road, that there are real shining beautiful people all over, and that soup kitchens are holy.
everything is holy and i'm alive right now!
i'm trying to not binge-eat. i'm trying to write. i'm trying to not be an alcoholic. i'm trying to be a person.
nelson was amazing. i met girls named naomi and alicia, the first being incredibly like siobhan and the second being comparable to dru (there's no such thing as a coincidence). j. hock was there, and flow. so were mushrooms and a terrence-like figure called dan. i put all of these choice elements together and
-got into an argument about kerouac: "it's bullshit because i'm 19 and i've lived all that"
-spun the stars above a beach, alone and complete and completely alone
-got lost
-rode a bike with a music box
-dumpster-dove (have scrapes to prove it)
-had one long giggly conversation about THE TRUTH and energy and the psyche and dating
there was a man called odis who said "i don't care about food so much as i care about crazy" and this made me take him to vancouver, where we were mostly silent and walked all night, saw some sights.
i would love to make a real entry about this but i have camping to do. just know that i am king of the road, that there are real shining beautiful people all over, and that soup kitchens are holy.
everything is holy and i'm alive right now!