being lost in the woods was a purification after that horrible experience in the hospital. There were no people, no meds, no hospital food, nothing. I was free and alone. But lost. And someone found me and I've heard a few different stories about this, people talking. and I know there was a whole lot … Continue reading Lost
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Retroactive emancipation; more
Im thinking about it. Im remembering being lost along a highway in NJ when i was 16. With a heavy backpack and no map. Taking a ride from a man in a van. I could have been killed. * Let me out of the car." I said. And he did. On an offramp into a … Continue reading Retroactive emancipation; more
Last Day; 2
Well in the end all i am on my last day is a woman who had an abortion. I was going to say, a really bad abortion. But all abortions are really bad. I started thinking about it yesterdasy. It spoiled one if my goodbyes. Today, my last day, is Good Friday. I guess thats a … Continue reading Last Day; 2
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