The next morning, I still feel the red I had– the CF, CS, and I think about work. […]
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Nearly at two thousand for day. Think I need a nap, much I want to read through Kerouac’s […]
Morning 3, sans mon petit Kerouac. Still feeling very much yesterday’s run. And today, more waiting… Not necessarily […]
Morning 1 with no little Kerouac. Feels odd, off, and I don’t at all like it. Went to […]
No more wine for day (6/22). I did taste a couple from tank, one Chard and a Zin, […]
6/20/14 Working on a short for the ‘Tasting the Room’ sequence. Done with cup one, now I need […]
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 […]
If I DID stop altogether with certain things, and only wrote, what could anyone say about me, then, […]