Not saying spot. I know, and that’s all that need be now or ever known. Fast Car by […]
Knowledge
Everything. The voices around the table where I had lunch, the old friend I ran into at Hartford. […]
Not much bothering me. No one’s attitude, look, language, nothing. More than ready for morrow. Excited, really. New […]
Write about the block, think more about it. Write about thinking about it. Don’t think there’s so much […]
Not sure how much I’ve written this morning, and I’m not tracking quantity. I’m writing. I’m sitting, seated, […]
And ’11 white, and ’16 red. From Spain, bot. In the quiet kitchen consistent with my vinified vision, […]
to San Mateo. Story building, as is self-knowledge and demonstrative decisions. Detaching from nihilistic claws that have without […]
for lunch.
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Mike knows he’s overthinking. Lunch or run, quesadilla or 7 miles? So many would elect anything but a […]