when the stars go blue
i miss being amoung the socialists. even though i will be returning to the lovely world of paddlefoot come monday morning, it's a real culture shock to be amoung the humans for a few days. the real world. that fucked up, pretentious, mass media, political propaganda of the real world. scary stuff. i miss all the kids from my coulonge canoe trip, even though people are managing to keep in touch. i'm wondering what trip i'll be on next. i'm doing a lot of thinking. a lot of reading. a lot of hermit hibernation. the city streets scare me more than you can ever imagine. seriously.
and it's summer time, so i don't even know who reads this anymore. i wanted to meet up with LAU this afternoon but i'd have to call her up (and i certainly will!). i also wnat to meet up with LP (if you're reading this, i'm freeish most of tomorrow... i'll send you mail on first class). that's about it. word on the street is that a posse get together will be happening.
here's a scary picture. just for your viewing pleasure.
and it's summer time, so i don't even know who reads this anymore. i wanted to meet up with LAU this afternoon but i'd have to call her up (and i certainly will!). i also wnat to meet up with LP (if you're reading this, i'm freeish most of tomorrow... i'll send you mail on first class). that's about it. word on the street is that a posse get together will be happening.
here's a scary picture. just for your viewing pleasure.
