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[northern_balsam]

I slept all the way to Dover this morning. Up the Turnpike, 287 and Route 10, I drooled on my orange rucksack until we arrived at the previous location of the former Morris Canal. It was a stupid bridge project for a new P.I. A can't say that anything noteworthy happened for most of the day. I did, however, find a gun in my last test. Three

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[ambrosiaoferis]

you know, (conceptually,) you have the best job of anyone i know. i wish i could hear half the stories you tell yourself.

last night i had a dream which was very much like a photograph you once took--i forget of where, or if it was even a real photograph in waking life, but still--except the light glowed more. it was of a trail in early spring, waxing midsummery as i biked along it. it was lovely.

i also had a dream that my grandmother pulled a revolver on me, though, so don't let yourself start thinking it means anything.

[northern_balsam]

Lo and behold, my feet were cold.

I still take pictures.

[northern_balsam]

also, a night in your apartment is in order.

this time we should actually drink because i keep coming down there and passing out. i feel like a goon.

[ambrosiaoferis]

yes. i am thinking of trying to get as many of the important people as possible in the same place on the 17th, if you are free. we could go bowling or see dead bodies at the franklin institute. after all, i am fleeing the country with seth/thirdson (who'll be down from western mass. for the weekend), at least between christmas and early january and possibly also as a passport marriage when this country goes to shit, so i oughtta see if he's the kind you people would trust.

[northern_balsam]

we don't know each other personally. i started following journals of people that were trans when my friend began to transition. i wanted to understand their journey better.

i ran across yours.

i live in new jersey and we have never met.

i just thought i would pay you a compliment the other day.

i'm hoping you don't mind and don't feel threatened.