so I'm headed to Portland Maine at 225am. I have a broken hand from being hit by a bus in Vermont. Its my left hand so no worries. I would upload a pic but as you know my phone has been stolen. Aren't you glad you're a patron? So what happened today?  I met a man named Vaughn. Vaughn is a well dressed black man. He talked shit as long as I was willing to listen. He told me a story about going to church, though I have my doubts. He kept saying,"I heard you twice the first time." I'm boarding a bus for Portland Maine as I mentioned earlier. Ill board at 225am and arrive around 11am with a 3 hour layover in Boston. Maybe I can get some sleep on the bus but not likely. Im going to try and visit Emerson on downtown Beacon St. My alma mater. Let us  hope. In any case I have Wu-Tang in my head phones and a free Netflix account. Perhaps love awaits...