Dear Wigleaf,

This is my second month here. Here in this new place in the Pacific Northwest, in Portland. I watch the rain, drink coffee, and write postcards to people I can no longer see. 

I didn’t drink coffee in Atlanta, but I do here. I also walk a lot, which I didn't do in Atlanta. I walk down the street for groceries. I walk in the woods for recreation. I walk to the coffee shop to write and drink more coffee. 

I rent a room from an older woman in a hip part of town. Drop by some time. We'll get a cup of coffee.

Cheers, Hobie






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