June 23, 2007

on a day to day basis things seem to be surviving and i’m reviving a sense of myself that wasn’t around or buried underground and i’m looking forward to what? something. maybe Boston in the fall, the wind on the Charles.  maybe getting drunk at a party next week.  maybe getting away.  maybe coming home, tired to the bone.

late nights and street lights and old fights time bites 

and i’m asking the same question again: who are you? and if you are you, then who does that make me?

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