Also, you can see every star in the sky up here. Apparently there are some times when you can see the Aurora Borealis. I talked to this one local dude last night about being black. A mosquito almost bit my eye.
I am in Maine right now, Maine is really nice because it is quiet and there is green as far as I can see in every direction except east because the Atlantic Ocean is there. All I can think about is where I am (being on the east coast) and how we can see the sun rise here, but not the sun set. In a place like this, the sun orients me so much, but Dimitri (my friend who I am here with) says that people’s lives here are so connected to the sea that they essentially live with the tides. It seems like seasons here are pretty temperate, the sun sets at like 10 which I like a lot. Everyone is really nice. I’m glad to be here and I need to get my license to see more of this country. Every place I go I start to understand myself more.
I’m sitting outside at a cafe. This couple is sitting across from me. They’re middle aged, maybe in their 50s. The husband is talking about “the fucking caucus” and the wife bends over to get something out of her purse which is on the ground. I get really involved in looking at her underwear because she’s wearing a thong. The sound of the husband bitching about Romney fades into my muffled heartbeat and shots cut between me staring at his woman’s butt and her but for like 30 seconds. Then the man brings me back to reality by asking,”excuse me? Are you looking at my wife’s ass right now?” I just say “what? Oh, nah.” Then I turn back to my bagel and text Peggy “this old lady is wearing a thing right now it’s mad weird.” Peggy says, “her secret’s out.”
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