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Ichabod!

2003-01-31 1:58 p.m.

this was written in my paper journal last sunday. background info, i was feeling pretty badly cause i missed all my jr tpt friends. a lot.

so i forced myself to go to this poetry reading prof fredman told us about at the camden peoples theatre. and im so glad i went. i really felt in my element there even though i didnt know a single soul. the atmosphere was exactly like that of the whyre though the crowd was much older. the same aura of anything goes acceptance and encouragement. i want to go there more often now in hopes i will meet some really cool people.

when i got off the tube after the poetry reading i felt so much more aliv and so much better. i almost want to say london above and london below were merging. there were punks standing to one side of piccadilly circus and i had to smile as i passed a man in excellently dead make up wearing 6-8 in platform boots. in front of the virgin megastore someone was playing an electric guitar and the sound just filled the circus in the most ethereal manner.