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Monday, March 21, 2005

 In front of me there's this giant deafening wall of silence. Nothing there, nothing much to look forward to in the near future: Just silence. I spent Saturday riding around Columbia, going to strip malls and travelling on highways that all looked the same. The only way you could figure out where you were was because they have little signs saying "Village of Owen Brown" or something like that. Otherwise, you're just wandering around in the dark. That's how things are now for me. No real direction, nothing particularly notable about the landscape - just the same old, same old, except there's a little sign by the side of the road that says "Dasher Green." I don't know what it is. Housing development, I think. Sounds like a nice place to raise a family.
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