I met a man today while waiting for the bus. He was bedraggled and had a black eye so swollen it looked like big purple lips had swallowed his eye. He was surprisingly nice, though talked of a life worn down by the pressure to fit in, of sleeping outside in the rain. I hope he had a good day.

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10/26/09: 1. black tea 2. researching and following through 3. running just as far with so little motivation 4. finding comfort 5. Melbourne

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