August 27, 2012

  • Res_t

    Tomorrow, I leave LA heading North. I’ve never done that for myself. I’m very excited about the prospect of it. Complete freedom from all responsibilities. Next part of the story.

    I must make everything a story. I think, sometimes, I write my life.

    When you write, is it like SOS signals, hoping that the person on the other side can be patient enough to put the beats together, the trains of thought, into a cohesive impression of oneself.

    Listen to the signals, see my smoke signs, hear the whale song. And hopefully I can also ignite what you smell and feel.

    Tomorrow is going to be the beginning.

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