Between Life's Beginning and End: Homeless Nuts

Friday, April 15, 2005

Homeless Nuts

Mother brought me down to the main town where everything smells like nuts roasting in butter and sugar water. The streets were covered in heat waves and homeless people, dirt and the demons of sensory overload. Who would be so bold but to go upstairs where cool breezes were man made but they can't... Sign in to see full entry.

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Somewhere between the first and last day you breathe life happens. I write it the way it happens. At least I strive to. The things that people actually say and do have the most meaning, because people do not live in dreams or in fantasies. I stay faithful to the truth in life and everyday occurences.

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