The
miserable day today in San Francisco and actually rain today I was at
work when I saw it on the [pier] very visible the sky is gray and the
water is gray.
Relying on Google to transcribe my words because I don't have time to
write them down as I walk along the sidewalk here very very busy no time
for anything else.
I don't read the news or the newspaper so I have no idea what's going
on in the world I'm very much secluded here by myself [and] lonely I [wish I] had more
time to write but what would I write about I have no idea.
[It's] enough for me just to get through the day without collapsing
or having a panic attack or just suffering from severe depression is all
I can do [ ] and try to survive.
I work haphazardly on a musical that I wish I had more time for all I
can do is scribble a few notes down and hope I can get it together
later.
This is the first winter alone by myself especially in San Francisco
I'm not sure how I'm going to cope with the miserable weather on my own
suffice it to say will be very depressing.
I am filled with melancholy thoughts as I try to get this down
rushing by people people people people peace and quiet is a luxury in
the city for poor people it's non existent.
I must have some sort of proof that I exist or I will go insane. I
must put my words down somehow anyway I can if only through email.
| M | Mon, Sep 14, 2015 at 11:36 AM |
To: E
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7 GGG 111
A car that almost ran me over while I was crossing the street in the designated crosswalk on the green light.
I am not in the mood to get run over by a car today everyone is
setting me up and trying to ruin my life but I'm not going to let them.
| M | Fri, Sep 4, 2015 at 1:48 PM |
To: E
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It
seems that I have given up the luxury of writing and must now
transcribe my words on to Google Voice and the phone in an attempt to
try to get my writing down via voice.
Surprisingly this method is quite accurate and it scares me how much
Google knows my own voice to form the words as quickly as I can speak
them.
This manner of narration is quite intrusive but I don't really care
seeing as how my thoughts need to be expressed whether they have an
audience or not.
Of course at any moment googlemail fucks up my words and completely
ruins my whole entire paragraph [thus] leaving me completely helpless
resorting to the old fashioned method of paper and pen.
However in the city finding time for the luxury of writing seems to
be sparse as well as finding a place to sit without being harassed by
anyone or finding any personal space in particular for that matter.
I am aware of the danger of posting my voice to Google and [having]
Google control my voice as well as claiming it as its own property
including the text and messages [ ] for its own [use and] copyright [thus] rendering my words completely useless to me.
Alas this is the future of technology and nothing you say or do is safe and these times God help us all.
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