every summer it seems like there's things that dominate my june, july, august. in 2005 i packed my entire life into boxes, smoked a lot of dope, and watched kids in the hall with emma. in 2006, i wrote and drank wild turkey. last year i watched baseball what seemed like eight hours a day, packed my entire life into boxes, and cried a lot. this summer i'm reading, anything and everything i can get my hands on, hours spent curled into the corner of the couch with my headphones and the words in front of me.
the chapel hill public library won't let me put more than eight books on hold, though.
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What are you reading, lady?
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