Struck—
Zen
The rain’s sound. The typos that I let occur and will later edit. No more deliberating or excess […]
Rain…
Morning. Coffee. View. Meditation..
Old picture of the meditation tree at Roth Estate, years ago. I remember sitting under that tree for […]
Quiet. Have coffee. Couple things fell in my lap. 11:09, run soon. Snacks for lunch after. Day is […]
The story talking to me, narrating to myself as I type, to these loft beats, not correcting errors. […]
10-1-23 16:42 settling in the loft, one day and considerable driving. Everyone just relaxing, lazing this Sunday late […]
Last day of Sept, then into my favorite month. Thinking about it, yes, October is my #1. For […]
From 2016…