6/18/14 Kerouac down for his nap, and I’m tempted to take one myself… Class in a little under […]
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7:25AM, still tired from yesterday a bit, but watching little Kerouac fiddle with his trucks and cars and […]
Second cup, ready for this first day of summer. Everything kept simple, from assignments to assessing them to […]
And the day’s over. My mood, different. All developments, smooth, without bump or bubble. I sip my night’s […]
Antagonized by inspiration this morning. Never happened before. Well it has, just not like this, not this loud– […]
Time I get in the shower. Start the day. Don’t want to but I have to, that’s what […]
I set my bag on the room’s floor. I’m never flying again. I should have driven here, but […]
“What am I supposed to be tasting in this? This is the Zin blend, right?” she asked, after […]
If I DID stop altogether with certain things, and only wrote, what could anyone say about me, then, […]
Wrote my writer friend. Been up since just before six, and now the clock reads 6:16AM. I usually […]