I'm applying for jobs. I'm driving a minivan that doesn't belong to me. I'm sharing beds and couches with friends. And I'm loving life, despite the lack of income and clarity. I'm embracing this time, and I'm rejecting mixed CDs that only make me sentimental for times gone by. I want to live right now.It's cold here, but I bet it's colder there. This bit of writing is incoherent. Just writing to remind myself that I'm alive. Words, words, words.
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