

Begining of My JournalBegining of My Journal - By KevinBegining of My Journal
My girlfriend, well ex-girlfriend I guess, suggested that I start in keeping a journal. I guess I have a lot of junk to work out. She said that I should start writing out the basics of my life before I get to the deep stuff. I guess I should keep this journal in the vernacular mostly. I live in suburban Connecticut. My father died when I was young and my mom is a big drinker. I moved out of my mother’s house this year to live with my friend Nick and his father. His father has a roommate, Bill, and he has two sons of his own,


John's StoryI sat next to John in biology and he always sported an uncombed head with a truculent visage. The only sense that I had of him, from being a slight passerby and acquaintance, was that he was a good story teller. He managed to speak fluently and beautifully, while conducting intricate plot and theme. Once, at lunch, he told all of us a story while we were talking about awkward and embarrassing moments of our childhood. “The door shut and the shades were all ready at a descent. Florescent lights shone on us, as if we were in a lab, being studied under a microscope, or some government scientists.John's Story
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your eulogy is like poetry
love,
Allie
love,
Allie
Welcome to DA
Hope ya have settle in ok, looking forward to seeing more of your work.
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