STOLEN JOURNAL
A public listing of all the bizarre occurrences that I can presently think of (for as long as my attention span will permit me to scribe):
1. The day I ran to the ocean after reading about Falcon9 and Dragon. I found a boat stuck in the sand and I heard God tell me to get on the boat and to dance and eventually two men with a little blonde girl came and said, "Thank you, Jesus, for saving your little girl." Shortly after, I was rushed to the ER after several angelic type beings rushed to my side out of nowhere. One of them was wiping the tears away from my eyes. I told them I was 37 and they said I was 35 instead. I thanked them for the discount. In the hospital, I was kept for a day. There was a guard who never left the whole time; certainly, a very, very long shift. By then end, I was convinced that this black man had actually been Jesus. There was a stenographer who came into the room to keep track of everything I said and they took pictures of my lungs. Why? I had done nothing to indicate any sort of respiratory problem.
2. The guy in the laundromat who looked so much like Jeremy that I couldn't help but take a pic and stare. He and his pal were clearly monitoring me and not actually doing laundry. As I was finishing, they just split. Bennett called shortly after congratulating himself on his creativity.
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