Eugene

Cleaned boats in the freezing harbor last night.
I miss the warmth of Hawaii.
But at least I’m making monies.

Stopped at the store on my way home to buy veggies, since I haven’t been eating enough of them, and talked to some dude sitting out front for 15 minutes.

He’s 50, from northern California, and just hitchhiked up here. He wants to get a job on a boat, preferably with Johnathan Hillstrand. He was smoking a cigarette and sitting on his bag, which full of a down sleeping bag, carhartts, and such. He was asking me about the harbor and possible work down there and then he was telling me about his adventures here. Twas very interesting and good talking with him.
His name is Eugene.