last night i dreampt of running and the misfits.I woke up this morning thinking of Ghost Town, a book I began reading because of its endpapers. They're maps.

I hate winter, I hate winter so much. I hate winter more than anything right now. I'm pouring all of my frustration and dissatisfaction into my hatred of winter. I wrote 7 letters the other day and I plan to write more today. I'm going to look at jobs in other cities now.