he listens to npr in the car. he has a terrible spine and has special backrest for it. he rarely eats. he knows my voice. he explains his philosophy. he will be living in boxes for a while. he is good to talk to and good to listen to. good at helping you figuring out what you knew all along. tonight, he's funny on the phone. he seems more real, he laughs more and sighs a little because of bad reception but still repeats himself. we talk about important Things: lots of philosophy & literature. it's nice figuring things&him out.

he's okay with me.


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