Jour 207
Aujord’hui, je dois ecrit mon philosophé.
I think that’s right, I’m not looking up anything in my
French-English dictionary.
Anyways, I don’t have a philosophy. Nor is there time to sit
in a café and write one. So I decide instead to sit on the bus on the way to
Mike’s house later and write my story.
Turns out there’s no light on in the bus, and it’s night, so
I type my story on my iPod. It’s difficult, but I manage.
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writing is fun!
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