dream/convo w/ mrs. gray

--look in the mirror
--you collect ________ like pokemon cards
--he had a dream and got assassinated
--w/ roomate, go out to chill, end up at athletic center, girls bball game, tons of ppl, leaving in big mob, roomate says something, i say "yeah n", i look behind me, see him, tall/thin - puts hand on my shirt, fear getting taken out side and beaten up, deserve it?, he lets go, i follow him to sidewalk where hes working on project - civil rights, he asks me a couple questions, i try to explain, hes listening but my explanations feel inadequate, he is distant, i go back to my room, tell my roomates, they dont laught, they just stare at me, i wake up
-- tell dan - mlk
-- tell mrs gray - pokemon/mirror

a crappy ramble

i don't want to leave saved shit on my computer. no one reads this.

She’s what they call “born again.” Her name is Mary. Mary rhymes with hairy, which is what she was before she was born again. Then she shaved. She also stopped drinking, and liking women, and having fun. She also started going to church, and talking to girls in the office about the cute boys from the moving pictures. All of our lives are moving pictures. How different the pictures can be at certain times in our lives is quite astounding.