One Time for The City

"The City" is The City*

My coworker got the first fruits of my expressions in a range of questions. He then learned that I was writing a book and he wondered if I was going to write him into it (since I had been asking him about his life). I had a story to tell before I had even become homeless and then I went on to live on the road which was followed by a book that gave me many things to talk about in a time that was new for me to walk through. Needless to say: I slipped around a little bit.

People annoyed me,

I had a hard time with myself (understatement),

I just came to know how much more I needed to mature.

So in light of my coworker who thought I was going to exploit him, I want to still write about my current life and gain trust from those close to me that they will be safe when I do it. 

I hung out with a gang of friends tonight that I see once a week and who I never spend time with outside of that. It was great. They invited me to chill and I didn't want to at first but then ended up peddling to see them after work. I got to rotate parts of my existence that I don't normally see move.

I would say that was a major benefit of time. I want to go off on other tangents to expand in my ability but want to save that for when I'm fresh in the morning.

*Claremont probably