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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Sun, May. 12
... Blisters on his feet
Wow... I can actually sit down long enough to breathe for a change! This is quite the change from my last few days. I've had one of those weeks where, since Thursday, I haven't been home--and awake--longer than 1/2 hour at a time, and since Friday, I haven't been anywhere earlier than five minutes late. It's nice not to need to be anywhere, and to be able to relax a little. And clean my house.

How can you trust a man who claims to have walked a thousand miles when you see no blisters on his feet?

I've been sitting here for half an hour trying to, among other things, think of a way to explain that insight that came to me at about 2:00 this morning, but I can't. I know what it means. Think about it. You'll figure it out eventually. And if you don't... you'll figure something out.
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posted at 9:48 p.m.