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sorry to move so suddenly.
nothing to record. just more roads and trees and desert and water. everything is the same when you’re alone. even the cigarettes don’t sting like they did
“do you ever think about the future at all?” —— “you know, you don’t want to go anywhere, and that’s why all the same shit is gonna keep happening to you: because you want it to.”
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I live inside a deep pain.
Being trapped in a small black box—that can’t be set down anywhere.
An abortion. Scraping it out. Terrible ache—a bloody mess.
Standing in a wind tunnel. I feel dizzy. All my energy goes into bracing myself—not being blown over. 10/19/70
been a week of beautiful sights. biggest world imaginable. and beautiful people who come and go. lovely, kind people. people i can’t hurt. or use. or let down.
everything is perfect.
promise.
It was definitely a nice thought. Thanks anyway, Eva. It was nice to feel like I had a real home again, even for a minute.
arm’s length is the best distance.
just got to my next crash in ohio. today’s plan is “rest my garbage ankles and read Treasure Island until i can’t stay awake”



