5/08/2004
I drove across the desert. The windmills looked like nuns. The cactus waved hello people-like. I live in a cute city where it feels like vacation all the time. I'm living with one of my heroes. I still miss Peanut and my sisters. I don't feel like sleeping, but I'm exhausted, and I wonder what I'll dream about. Yesterday I dreamed of bank robbery.
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