Joni Mitchell is totally stuck in my head.
And, California, I am coming home. As soon as I can get transferred to a store in Oakland I'm hopping a plane. Living in Miami feels like trying to walk across quicksand. As long as I keep up an inhuman pace I can survive, but if I want to relax for a moment I start sinking. And for some reason I'm just running in circles around this pool of Non-Neutonian goop. So fuck it. I'm getting off.
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hey hanna....your comments about miami are interesting. I find a lot of people who think of miami in the same way as you. It is a great city if you hook up with the right people and you have the right amount of resources.
Two of my friends are leaving miami in the next few months. One is moving back to NYC and other is moving back to San Jose.
Sunit
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