


My red period...?
"I fuckin' hate white people."- White Boston Celtics fan storming out of a 7/11.
It's like I'm starting all over again, my life. Had a great conversation with the girl, we relaxed and laughed, I gave her a kiss goodbye...could be the last time I see her, I just don't know. And yes, I'm starting over, exactly back where I started it seems. I could so use a direct life changing refresher, but I guess I've gonna have to put on the gloves for that one.
I have ideas.
I'm gathering wood, not for the flame, but to fill my room to force me to whittle.
Certain nights this week had me feeling like I was the smallest spot of dust in Columbus. And that's balogna! It's simply insane how a culture, a city, a people so marinated with isolation could have me floundering like a fish up and down high st. I guess it could be worse, I could be a Boston Celtics fan and hate white people.
F.U.J.F.

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