Wednesday- I'm back, went to San Fran, did some jenkem, I don't recommend, And I didn't make it. 7/4/19- Sat from a far, Watched the fire works alone while talking to my imaginary friend. Friday- Woke up form an ether stupor, masculine, shot up some of grandma's finest neon soup. 7/7/19 around 5:00 pm- went to the community festival, had a cookie, blasted off into the outer reaches of space with a girl, and a guy. A few hours later- met my clone. The day after- Went to Idaho with the girl, made love in a barn, old fashioned rebel style. 7/15/19- Drove back to San Fran in my doctor's space can, Write, write, wrote, write some more. . , . Very sure we died here.