6:50 a.m. I woke up. I hustle to get my stuff ready. I hike out of the camp to my truck. I drove towards Sturbridge to meet my friend Kate. I met Kate while I was incarcerated. She worked for the government, and we became good friends. What I found from my prison experience was that some of the government workers were real scumbags, but some of them were really good people and I became friends with them. I think this really applies to anywhere. It’s been years since I’ve seen Kate so I figured I owed her a visit, and it’s convenient because it’s on my way to pick up the donations from Cassidy.
9:15 a.m. I arrived at Kate’s house. She makes me a breakfast sandwich and we have some conversation about new times and old. I hang out for about an hour and then I start driving towards Colchester Connecticut to the cabinet of curiosities, the small store where Cassidy keeps all the donations she receives.
12:30 p.m. I arrive at the cabinet of curiosities. I sat and talked with Cassidy and her cousin for a while. She has amassed a lot of donations. We discuss ideas around planning and distribution of donations to help homeless populations in need. Cassidy’s cousin helps me pack truck with donations. We stuffed the bed full to the point where it’s hard to close the truck cover. We packed the back seat. Once everything’s loaded I say my goodbyes and I start my long drive back to the North shore of Massachusetts.
3:30 p.m. I stop at a rest stop on route 90 right before route 95. The traffic ahead is pretty severe. I buy a tuna melt, and decide to hang out for a while and work on some stuff. What I really end up doing is just scrolling around online and killing time as the traffic dies down.
6:00 p.m. I continue my journey back to the campsite. The traffic has lightened and it’s a smooth ride to the campsite. I parked the truck near the woods loaded with donations. God I hope nobody steals this stuff. I hiked out to the camp. It’s raining and I’m getting wet. I don’t like to get wet but I’m not soaked, it’s manageable.
8:30 p.m. I settle into the tent. I hang my wet jacket outside. I scroll online looking at Karen Read and Turtleboy stuff. I drank two energy drinks so I’m wired. I shut my phones off and toss and turn I don’t get to sleep until around 11:00 p.m.