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This is what it could look like when one completely deconstructs a life as one knows it, and how to build from the ground up. Alternatively, this is a fresh look at an old story. The fine art of falling apart.

on the road again

I've decided it's the only real place I am truly able to process things. Which is partly a lie, I suppose. I don't process in the way that I am actually able to file things away forever. I just process so I can think it all through so it's all clean for the next time it comes up underwater.

I drive as if I have no where to go but forward. Some thinking and music, of course.

Chunk and I pranced around town looking for a dress for a hot date, then pranced around in dresses. Then had lunch at Montana's. I was pushing hard for Japanese, but since an unfortunate sushi incident a couple of years ago for Chunk, she wasn't too keen on it.

But I will prevail with the japanese food the next time I'm in town. I wish there was a good Thai place but as I am sure I have mentioned before, Sudbury is seriously lacking in restaurants that differ from the typical chinese buffet house to italian or perogies.

I wish for some Vietnamese, or tasty Thai. Even East Indian food because I would love to try butter chicken and other sorts of curry. Any sort of choice, actually I would appreciate.

Enough complaining. I'm home now, eating barbecue chips and drinking pepsi whilst I update this. Two entries in two days.

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