When there are no tangential people surrounding me, I lose my grip on the strange and random. Those conversations are close to my heart. I miss the artists and dreamers and odd little occurences sometimes.
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oh, sigh. i know. that’s why i love to spend time with pilgrim friends, because they help me, they encourage me, out of curmudgeonly.
love from leila
This is the world I live in. Im pretty much dizzy 24/7.
You should hang out with Eric more often.
I have to agree with Mojan.