get everything together. Simplify. That solves everything, I’m finding. LESS. The whole idea of less being made not an idea but a perpetuation of creative habit. Yay-say quake all about me, my pages, my meditations, engaging myself in everything I say and do and think, and what I hear around me— what I let in, what I keep out. This time, this now less than two hours, will go quick. So I have to outrun it. Oh I will. The vineyard, still speaking to me. Music… noted.