Friday, September 21, 2007


Underneath me to the side the western united states presents itself in snakes of brown river amid what look like white clouds—desert, probably baking in the agust heat. Either snow or shale.

Each time I have written the date I had been surprised. In order to participate fully and work as hard as I needed to this summer I put the reality of this adventure on hold. I did not realize that some part of me believed it would never come.

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samraat said...