this morning #204.

this morning, as his social circle had recently shrunk, what he was left with was straight out of central casting. his sassy black friend always stuck by him during thick & thin & all his weight fluctuations. if he was in search of a well informed moustache wax recommendation, his buddy in brooklyn was on the case. when it came time for political talk, his activist sister in portland had gallons of long-winded wisdom to impart, especially to their parents, who had both protested the war in vietnam before becoming stock traders. they all probably thought of him in a similar fashion, with his baggy-pants fashion. it seemed that breakdancing would always define him.