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Posted on October 24, 2012 by

I wish I could remember: conversations with my brother

I do remember: the birthday of a guy who doesn’t want to talk to me

What is the point of this, brain? What is the point?

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About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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