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i don't know how to explain myself. but i'm way spooked right now. i've grown soft being domesticated over the past few years and not. my teenage years were chaotic. i drank, wandered around, didn't come home on school nights, went on greyhound buses to random towns. but lately i've been SO routine. and i'm not used to doing weird ass shit like going to another continent with absolutely no plan.
so this is my last night in boston. it's been a good day, a good night. i was walkign through the housing projects on the way to the store about an hour ago and everyone hangin out was being all friendly to me. i don't think they see too many white folk in the middle of there neighborhood, which is kinda silly cuz it's probably just about as safe as any other neighborhood (with the exception of drug dealers, but that's hardly exclusive to poor urban neighborhoods anymore). but yeah, that was kinda neat hanging out in a neighborhood that i've lived so close to for so long and never really stopped to relate to the people. that's usually how it is though, right before you leave a town, your reminded of why you loved it in the first place.
i love boston, i love cambridge, i love allston, i love brighton, i love southie, i love JP, i love dorchester, i love roxbury, fuck it, i even love somerville and newton and all those other boring suburbs. i reckon i'll find my way back to beantown someday.
so tomorrow night at this time i will be in philadelphia, with kenny.
i don't even know what to say anymore, i am scared though, no doubt
so this is my last night in boston. it's been a good day, a good night. i was walkign through the housing projects on the way to the store about an hour ago and everyone hangin out was being all friendly to me. i don't think they see too many white folk in the middle of there neighborhood, which is kinda silly cuz it's probably just about as safe as any other neighborhood (with the exception of drug dealers, but that's hardly exclusive to poor urban neighborhoods anymore). but yeah, that was kinda neat hanging out in a neighborhood that i've lived so close to for so long and never really stopped to relate to the people. that's usually how it is though, right before you leave a town, your reminded of why you loved it in the first place.
i love boston, i love cambridge, i love allston, i love brighton, i love southie, i love JP, i love dorchester, i love roxbury, fuck it, i even love somerville and newton and all those other boring suburbs. i reckon i'll find my way back to beantown someday.
so tomorrow night at this time i will be in philadelphia, with kenny.
i don't even know what to say anymore, i am scared though, no doubt