got back from sucia island. feel shiney and brown like a roasted piglet. in other words my skin feels healthy and sun soaked.
i bought a loofah on a stick and mushrooms and greenbeans from "free"meyers. headed over to WWU and drank kombucha while sitting in the rain reading siddhartha. peed in a portypotty and felt comforted by the sound of the rain on the plastic roof. was amused and doubted i'd ever feel comforted in a portypotty ever again.
i saw the shins play. it was nice. they ended with the song i really loved in eight grade, "those to come", one i listened to when i started to feel "real"
(and "confused" and "sad" and "alive")
and then it started to flash flood and people were sprinting around downtown seeking shelter.
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