More and more I’m fixated on simplification and independence.  Not much action at the tasting room today, and I didn’t mind.  What could I do.  It was blazing on the other side of the window, and everyone I invited either didn’t come or respond to the invite.  So the writer’s not the biggest fan of humans at present.

Switch modes and plays, like with football.  Audible …

Stalled again. Going to page, scribble… conversation, start another.  Even if it’s with SELF.  Why do I say “even if”?  Those are the richest, the most promising, the ones that promise riches.