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November 27, 2007
A week ago i was in boston. There was a mist all over and i felt at home. (I liked boston but the home feeling was cody.) Itís clean there, the sense of the place is just clean. upstanding and ordered.

The water is close enough to rely on, like mountains out west. Like a new magnetic north. Because i know itís there, i want it. I want to walk on the atlantic, just one small inlet or bay or harbor from the ocean. A place where the world is quiet, even while the waves are roaring at the devil.