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
no work today..
I completely did not feel like going to work today, I've been going out so much lately that I havent really been taking care of myself. Its seemingly been like one big party. Its crazy because I really even haven't been connecting with the people I am going out with, its just something to do. Get out of the house, keep busy, its a stay distracted kind of a thing. Damn my room is messy. Anyways.. so ya. I miss all those little secret places back in ny. There isnt many places to do that here. Its very difficult to be anonymous in a place like Santa Cruz.
My Love..
My Light you just sent me a text. You’re at work and you were letting me know about a class you will teach. I don’t think you will ever rea...
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I am equal parts wildflower meadow and internet chaos. I split my life between Austin and Harlem like some kind of feral fairy with Wi-Fi,...
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I woke up today around 3am. I tried to go back to sleep, drifting in and out of a conscience state. I woke up today following a night of s...
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Blurry and the days get busier. I fill my days with work and sleep. I plant, I grow, I bake, I read.. I've noticed there's been a l...