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In other news, I saw a friend yesterday whom I haven't seen since October. We've been friends since we were teenagers. He is kind, gentle, loving and perfect. I fight tears when I am with someone who has known me long enough to see inside my walls. It is the perfection of not having to hide who I am or what I've been through. It is the relief of being able to be vulnerable that allows my heart to expand for a moment.

I am considering school in California, New York, Oregon, Washington. I am also considering riding my motorcycle from here to infinity.

The city turns me cold, hard, fastidious. I forget the sound and smell of the stars. I find a middle path that is carved out of asphalt, wind, pigeons. I long for touch, the kiss of wind, a mouth of salty lips pressed to my breast.

Time is one two and the moments in between where we drink the length of our bodies pressed close against the rising dawn.

Alone but not lonely, I love you.