May 22, 2004
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May 22nd, 2004.
I wake up at Ray’s. I wake up on his couch, under his cat, and to the flying saucer sound of cicadas. I wake up at the obscene hour of 7am, and listen. Ray’s gone to work an hour ago or so, and the cat remains curled in the blanket as I contemplate the day.…
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May 22, 2004
It’s weird when you get to the point where people chastize you for not making a big enough deal over yourself or some event that is yours. Keola and rob and Keola’s cousin Sarah back at the Frederick Coffee Company. It’s an incredible compliment, that people think you are worth making a fuss over –…