A short note I wrote to myself today. There is only so much time… an unreasonably short amount of time… no matter how much of it there is… It’s running out… It’s running out and I haven’t even scratched the surface… I am...
As usual I just go and don’t think about it. So I can’t explain anything… but that’s probably fine. I will continue and just keep going until I figure it out. Maybe I won’t… that’s life… I sit here and do the thing I need to do to maintain my...
This from a few days ago. Just ends up on the page. Not sure I was able to communicate what I wanted to say. But there’s something about the stream of “stuff” which interests me… the kind of thing I return to later and try to make sense of. Bringing new information....
Stay Humble… Stay weird… that’s the criteria for us, my dear. Lettuce be fruitful… and do the works… Little feets every day-continue to traverse. Try not to be angry… except when it helps… That Rotten Guy said...
No offense… this stuff just drips from the pen and I let it be. It’s sort of a little meditation to get the day started… Sometimes knowing that someone will see this stuff makes me a little uncomfortable… but I’m trying to be less “comfortable”...
