If I get really motivated this week, you will hear all about my trip to Chicago this past weekend and the wonderful people I saw and things I did and the strange in-between feeling I have right now of not existing there anymore and not existing here yet and the longing for a home, which today means the place where all of my furniture and cats and friends are, which obviously can’t fully exist on any coast (east, west, middle) because everyone is so everywhere but certainly doesn’t exist here this week while I live in this ground-floor dorm room I’m so sick of and cramped into without a welcoming living space or a big girl bed to relax in.
Instead I will just tell you that this morning on the Subway, as I was getting off to go to work from the airport, I saw a guy, a young, not unattractive guy, cleaning his ear with a ballpoint pen.
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