March 5th, 2004

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About a dozen strangers that have said hi to me since I moved here.

Of those, 5 have been this week.

I'm pretty sure it's the mix growing out my beard and unreal bliss I've been experiencing.

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The feeling of __________.

Passing drunk and stoned party goers on the streets of my little college town, I have visions of people being happy to see me and giving me exuberant hugs.

There is a sadness to all this lonely.