A couple weeks ago I went on a bizarre and unplanned trip up the San Gabriel River on my bike. Ended up riding for thirty odd miles up to Santa Fe Dam and back.
i am glad you're writing again. i've been sleeping in your bed all afternoon. i just woke up and had a bowl of the cherries you bought for me for breakfast. i spilled cherry juices on your blanket. sorry i am such a slopppy eater. i love it here. your bedroom smells like you. the neighbor girl is crying about someone getting in the shower before her. she's running around the house frantically yelling, "who's in the shower?" now i am thinking about going over to morrisseys to build up my shrine. hittier is lovely, isn't it? it's like life after death here.
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it's like life after death here.
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