i am in canberra and the lucksmiths are nowhere to be found.
it hurts my heart a little.
we drove over the great dividing range on sunday and it felt like being infinite; for a moment i was convinced that nothing was insurmountable.
no dice, though.
i got hit on by two thirteen year old boys today.
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That's, like, a 26-year-old.
Depending on exchange rates.
you are fantastic. i enjoy reading where you've been (and where you're headed). my mom says that she misses you and that you're a wonderfully skilled writer. don't think for one second that she loves you more than me or cera! ok, maybe a little.
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