Oregon (Part 1)

July 8, 2013

I went on a trip to Oregon

I sat in the car for over 15 hours

with nothing to do

I sat with strangers

who I was supposed to call family

and we all went to visit family.

It was awkward

and I sat there

doll-like, in a trance

what a trip.

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