Jesus woke me up

Handwritten page of a diary dated February 13, 1969

walked all the way into town and then my appointment got cancelled. I decided to go see Steph. Well she didn’t answer but she left the door open so I went in to wait for her. I laid in her bed and listened to her King Crimson album. I guess I fell asleep in her bed. Next thing I knew it was kind of dark and I didn’t know where I was and Jesus was turning on a light. I thought maybe he came to take me home.

But I wasn’t dead and it wasn’t Jesus. It was Steph’s new boyfriend and he made me some hot chocolate and toast.


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