Reasoned that after this entry, I’m only going to write, especially type, if I drastically need. No one in TR, just left the couple from San Leandro, getting a bottle of the Old Camp. Have to run tomorrow morning, then come right home after hour to write. Only 65 meditations to get to Road, to travel and recording the feels of other cities, the wines I drink there, and what characters find their way to my Story. Impatient.
Should walk around the Square, just once, maybe stop at a tasting room, see if they’re slow as well (wherever I stop).