the bus station

We're in a train station. Seth's gone to get the tickets. We bummed some cash on the streets yesterday. I mean, we brought money with us, but we don't want to spend to much of it at once incase we can't get any from anyone. I didn't eat much today, or yesterday. It's snowing and it's really cold. We couldn't find a laundry mat so our clothes look really shitty. We both brought 3 pairs of jeans, 5 shirts and a jacket. I left everything else at home because I don't want to be weighed down. The only thing besides clothes and cash Seth brought was this laptop. He wanted to make sure his parents didn't think he hated them or that he's dead.

It's so exciting. Not knowing where we're going to be sleeping next, if we'll be on the streets or in a heated room. I've slept on the streets once or twice before, but Seth hasn't. He's always known where he'd be sleeping at night, and that he'd have food in the morning. In a way I have to, either home, Blair's, or the Curtis's. I just didn't know which one. Now all I know is that I'll be with Seth.


I don't know where we're going. Seth doesn't either. He's going to get the cheapest tickets for today. Hopefully somewhere warmer. California would be fun, but that's to far away. Maybe New Jersey or wherever that show about cakes is filmed. I really want a cupcake. And a smoke. Haven't had one since we left home. It's about the only thing I'm unhappy with right now.
Also today I meet a hobo named Steven. He's maybe mid 30's with thick, dark, curly hair. He also was wearing a jeans jacket and Chucks. My future brother everyone :]


Seth's back and wants to e-mail his parents. I miss you guys
Carson