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I cringe at the possibility of life as a transient. When I walk on societal fringe I hope and pray to a higher power that life couldn't do something so ruthless to me. I had a conversation with one recently, she was inable to form a complete thought much less carry on an actual conversation. It was mostly me talking about random things while she agreed and tried to make thoughts of her own. I knew deep down in her mind the cogs were lined up just exploding for a way to express themselves.
It's a shame speech is the standard of communication for us, if a person is inarticulate they immidietly become shunned by an upper class. I have the hardest time communicating with people which is why most of the time I remain quiet in social situations. I've noticed my peers drinking more and more as the days go by to keep each other occupied.
I'm staying the weekend as a transient myself in Northern California. The minute we stepped off the plane I turned to Mary and asked "Now What?". She was confused herself and whipped out her cell phone to get ahold of someone. I wouldn't mind so much being a self-reliant transient, but the minute you begin to try and rely on the hospitality of other people's provisions is when it becomes a problem. I don't like relying on people, I hardly ever ask anyone for anything...and this entire weekend has been nothing but asking everything of everyone. Corey is actually the one who looked for an airport shuttle for me, that isn't right.
At any rate, I go back tomorrow morning at 6:30, I don't have a car lined up for the airport which I don't mind so much.
I miss my warm bed and soft sheets, the routine life isn't looking so bad anymore.