notes…..

Need something to sell.

Vineyard walk for lunch (eating PB&J now, 2 of 2 packed).

More poetry.

More lectures.

Wake up at 4 tomorrow or your GROUNDED!!!

Wine.

Take pictures of random randomness; gems are in the unexpected and otherwise-ignored.

Material in everything, from this laptop’s mouse, to the pen, to the napkin atop which the PB&J sat…  Everything.

Listen to what people say, trap their dialogue…  “What the fuck…” just heard someone in the office say.  Where it came from I don’t know, but it’s lunchtime, or close, and there’s an irritability in the air.

Find quiet, find alone, find your time.

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