Thursday, July 12, 2012


Day 236: Tuesday, November 1, 2011

On the train to Yokohama there was a crazy guy, who was rambling and yelling. Everyone around pretended like he didn’t exist including me. As I sat there with my heart freshly broken, I glanced at him a few times when he was not looking and wondered just how thick the line that separates us really is.

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