Give up yr Cleverness for *Awe*

So, "The fellow Arcatian" is Eric.

Getting stoned in the hot springs tonight, we meandered upon the realization that we had met before, briefly.

The setting is cell 555,
Humboldt County Correctional Facility.

AKA Triple Nickle, Pink House.

January 2005.

We both looked different, then.
Hair, beard, demeanor. All different.

But the short hob-knobing at a biege plastic table was undeniable.
My first day, his last.

So now we are at Sol Duc hotsprings, hundreds of miles from that short-lived hot pink prison, getting high in the tubs and talking zen till 2am.

Ok!