A Home for the Holidays
a journal entry about gratitude, hope, and the kindness of strangers.
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This is my first Christmas in Vermont. Every other year I've found some way to get back to South Carolina, but not this time.
I just moved into my new place yesterday. I met my roommate a week ago and now she's on vacation. I'm getting fucked up enough to write this by mixing CBD flower with THC concentrate. A friend gave me the concentrate, and I got the flower for free today after I forgot my wallet at the checkout. The guy said, “Merry Christmas!” and he gave it to me anyway. He had a cute pit bull in the store that I let gnaw on my fingers a little.
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