This is a collection of journal entries. A compilation of thoughts that I have written in the margins of books, words scribbled out on the back of paper napkins and sentences taken from the lines of an old notebook. I doubt this will ever be read, But if you happen to stumble across it? Please be careful. Its all I have..
Saturday
new york
.. so I made it to ny. There isnt much to do here, which is funny because I thought santa cruz was bad. I am reading alot, sending out a ton of resumes and finger painting. Finger painting rocks by the way! In anycase, upstate is worse then anything else. People I grew up with are working in Walmart with 3 kids, its scary. Theres nothing wrong with Walmart, hell its more then at the moment. I guess whats wierd is that these were the same people who in school, made me cry. Karma I guess? nah.. I wouldnt want to wish thier lives on anyone. Its seemingly pretty rough going if you know what I mean. People look at me around here. I guess I am still the same freak I always was - I just didnt relize just how much until I moved back home. I am super glad for my family, they are just as wierd if not wierder then I am.. and free crash space is a good thing. So yea for my parents! Its almost christmas.. I need tequila.Its cold out today. Speaking of today, its a beautiful day
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