Month: December 2023

Now that I’ve been out here in the street for a while, I’ve had time to roll a lot of concepts around in my mind. I remember when I was

8:00 a.m. My ex and I wake up at her apartment. She has to work at 11:00 a.m. We spend some time together and we both leave at the same

8:30 a.m. My ex and I wake up, we spend the majority of the morning together.  1:00 p.m. My ex is going to take her son out for a walk.

7:30 a.m. I wake up, my friend is sleeping in the other room so I quietly gather up all my stuff, make the bed, and drive towards the Lawrence Library.

7:30 a.m. I wake up in the spare bedroom, and I start charging my phones. When my female friend wakes up I go downstairs and we make small talk. The

7:30 a.m. I wake up. I get all my stuff together to travel to Haverhill. I check in on my buddy. He’s in a better mood. I ask him how

8:00 a.m. I wake up, I really don’t have much plans for the day. I know the winter is going to be arduous, and I’m going to have a lot

7:00 a.m. I wake up in the tent, I have to drive to Boston today. I wanted to take the train but there’s no trains going into North Station due

7:30 a.m. My ex and I wake up in the tent. We hang out for a while and just enjoy relaxing in the tent. We both have things to do.

Around 6:30 a.m. I wake up in the tent. Today is handball day. I figured that we would be playing at LA fitness, indoor floor wall. A depression has crept