today while jamming out to some billy joel at work i noticed a fun pink friend dancing along with me. i was behind the counter and he kept bopping up and down so that's how i saw the top part of him. but he kept his eyes down so we never made eye contact. i wasn't too upset. by now i could assure myself he didn't really exist to the naked eye but was instead a part of my over (or under) developed imbalanced mind. none-the-less we danced and then he buried himself into the ground. when i looked over the counter he was not there. i tried dancing again to see if he would come out but he was gone. the loneliness of hallucination is you make friends who never come back.

2002-02-03, 10:50 p.m.
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