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.