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06 December 2008
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November
I don't remember, 2006
Hello.
I have not written for a while
it does seem. I have been reading and
painting in the gaps. I think that I
have a cavity on my bottom left
molar. A wine box carrier was unloading
boxes of wine. A bottle smashed
so beautifully to the floor after he
stole a glance at me. I wish that
I had my camera with me at that
time. Miguel upset me. Richard is
talking to me. I do miss Jersey.
I am in the worst of shapes
I am less energetic than before.
I am more distant toward people.
tired, stressed, drained, sore.
bitter, cold, indifferent, insensative
why won't write as often as before?
why won't I take pictures so lively as before?
oh the transitions.
oh the phases of life
which must all soon pass!
come next!
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