december 2001


Posted by Erik Frey Tue, 25 Dec 2001 06:49:00 GMT

i bought naola a plane ticket back to miami for christmas, but being short for cash, i bought myself a bus ticket. i’m no stranger to greyhound and i’ve come to expect the kind of weird shit that always happens to me on these buses.

i’d like to put my greyhound experiences in the realm of spiritual self-discovery, like a psychadelic dream voyage where your spirit guides are pissed off old bag ladies, crack addicts and mexican migrant workers… or maybe a message from the gods who graciously shine a light on your soul, except the gods are ill-tempered and have attention deficit disorder, so all you’re left with are mismatched experiences and imagery from which you may or may not derive meaning.


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