A piece of whatever my most current piece of writing:

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Dear everyone that read that last posting.
Fuck that shit.

To those that didn't, don't worry about it. It was nessisary for the moment, but has presently been buried under several days of blessings and reflection. I am in Philadelphia now and at this point will probally be for the forcable future. Please don't miss understand my leaving, and esp. it's ubruptness, as an afront to our friendship. l love you all dearly, look forward to coming back to visit and feel that part of me will always be in San Francisco. I miss you all dearly.

I just came down to timing, circomstance and economics. Most of you know my working situation has been all over the map this past year. Looking back, I guess I was "taking time to find myself." Coming back, I see the place I have grown up in with brand new eyes and am startled by how much there is here for me to do. To those that do not know, there was one pettition that did not go though in the end, preventing me from being offically graduated. This loose end, however, has allowed me to reenroll at Penn for the semester, get a job teaching as well as various project at a lab I formally worked with and possible enroll in the school insurance program. I have never been so poor, and yet, never in my life have oppertunites been so plainly laid out. Philladelphia is cold and dirty, gruff and unapplogetic, and yet I feel such pride and hope being here again. Ironically (in the true defination of the word) I have ended up living in my old neighborhood, a couple blocks from my family, in the midst of ghetto. As depressing as the scene are, the stories I have hard and the strength of people I had almost forgotten gives rise to a love for my birthplace I have never had. Truly God is good. Truly, God has a infiniate sense of humor.

I am going to keep up the blog and it will continue to be a reflection of me as well as of the places I go, so check it if you ever curious how my life things are going. I still do not have yet have the skill to hide myself in my writing, so I am sure much can be learned. Email and phone remain the same. One love yall. Miss you terrible. PEACE.

_warren