the loneliest hitchhiker, part 2

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i had a good time in jail my longing was indistinguishable from loneliness the apotheosis of all emergency exits better tuned to cosmic vibrations a framed diploma was my only ornament then i began to feel angry a framed diploma was my only ornament at the same time i felt it was ridiculous bodacious white-capped nurses were seated in the waiting room with their noses in the air better tuned to cosmic vibrations thinking they were better than other people the guys in jail were great but i began to feel angry at the fat-ass nurses in the dispensary right beside the emergency exits hold on when we went around the curves and i got real mad instead of some romantic poetry better tuned to cosmic vibrations a longing which was indistinguishable from loneliness just a great bunch of guys "breaking up that old gang of mine" always with that smirk on their faces a framed diploma prominently on the wall i wanted to laugh hold on when we went around the curves sources: the american, by henry james; washington square, by henry james; babbitt, by sinclair lewis; look homeward, angel, by thomas wolfe; they shoot horses, don't they, by horace mccoy; on the road, by jack kerouac; i, the jury, by mickey spillane; the men's club, by leonard michaels; superior women, by alice adams; run, by ann patchett; richard yates, by tao lin