I have been talking to glenn a lot. Because he is doing a favor for me. he is still in the house it feels like i have unfinished business because i keep having dreams dreams again and again and again about the house. always moving in or moving out again and again and again. i want him to leave me the house in his will. he is advising on the proper dosage of my controversial supplements that he is sending me. even though he is seventy years old he knows when to use 'LOL' in a text message like a pro. He is so much more than my ex-landlord he is my oracle. i think the only people I have described as oracles are guillaume, adam, and glenn and they are all made of the same stuff. Wisemen. "Need to go to prison so I can 100% focus on the gym & my art". i'll keep a bottle of it on my desk which is such a dangerous habit. it's not a habit its a demand of my body. if i did too much acid or got struck by lightning maybe i would be able to let things go. three of us in the car watching bales of hay and cornfields all of us probably thinking the same thing. probably thinking this is just like when i was a baby and a kid and a teenager. i accidentally offended sophia lamar by returning the question she asked me. which is what's your name. i didn't know about her and that's actually fine but it hurts to have any eyes rolled at you doesn't it. coming home while the sun is coming up does not make me feel like i've done a good job. swimming in cold dirty water will always make you remember how nice it is to live inside your life even if you are sad. all that matters to me is running, reading, working, and partying. that's not true at all.