I am in sheffield, down by the ring road.
Dumped at the side of the road I find my friends stuff. A tent, clothes, shoes, bag, and other things. I try phoning him but he is not answering so I put in my bag the valuable things, taking them with me so I can give them to him when I see him.
The police turn up, and I feel a little uneasy around them, despite the fact that I have not done anything wrong. They might thing I have stolen this stuff of my friends.
I find a big bit of stone with these amazing quartz crystals in. I remember about eating chrystals, so I find some of the powdery bits of them and scrape them with my nail and surprisingly it comes off into my hand just ready to eat. I am thinking I should eat more but there is no more to eat. I'm in south derbyshire.
I go back to a friends home and they have some unusual looking cheese on the side so I eat some. It is amazing. I have never eaten a cheese like this! It is the texture that is half way between a crumbly cheese
and a cheddar cheese but with a flavour like no other. It feels very rejuvenating to be eating it.
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