2003-10-27 12:40:41 ET

Some part of me wants to go back home,
to that one place where I was most comfortable.
The location was nothing, in fact screw that nazi 'state'.
But the people and the atmosphere were something that was hard to leave.
Day by day it seems I meet someone new, meaning there is that one extra person to converse with or consume drinks with.
Yet does it mean friend.
Might be fucked to say but most of the time, no.
I can just feel it, I leave, they leave and we lose touch, as it usually goes with a frequently traveled life.
I'm not myself lately, kind of odd. I sleep more now, i'm nauseous all the time it seems, and i've blacked out twice in the past week.
But it's starting to get colder, which I am very much looking forward to.
Though I know it won't be as beautiful as Virginia at this time of year.
There is always pictures, and pictures I can work with.
Halloween is coming up and I have to write 3 pages for the zine.

Bonne nuit.

2003-10-27 13:48:00 ET

maybe you should see a doctor?

2003-10-27 14:00:34 ET

This happened before, about 4 years ago, and noone knew what was going on because my bloodwork came out straight, and they said they couldn't find anything.
Not that this will prohibit me from seeing a doc, I just don't want to hear the same thing.
you know?

2003-10-27 14:19:47 ET

Yeah, sometimes doctors can be headstrong. They are adamant it is one thing then say "Well, I guess it really is this"

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