Today I really don’t have much to say except its effin hot outside and this is California and I really thought I had left my days of laying sprawled out on the bed, sweating through the very act of breathing, loud noises outside and nothing on cable back in New York. Once again you can’t really ever run from what you leave behind I guess.
Something funky happened to me this week because of the internet. A stranger locked into my life and became a part of it by emailing pieces of me and I discovered them. Sometimes, dear reader, what I am pretending is that you and I have gone way back (with some of you, I have) and that, like grad school, this page is a safe space to bounce around random thoughts but I don’t know why I keep forgetting that this is so not true. Even old friends have turned on this site and that’s not necessarily a bad thing since I think the truth on the screen is sometimes too hard for most people to deal with….even if they are strangers.
I’ll keep dealing with this last day of heat and stop trying to run from it.
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