Notes…

Can’t wait for coffee in the morning.

So waking up at fucking 4AM.

Poetry… MORE!!!

My own business… It’s not a door, it’s a character I have to be.  Now I finally see.  At 37.  Part of me’s pissed.. The other, excited.

Yay-saying.  The antithesis is pollution, excess traffic.. a crash.

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