2009-11-20 - 1:45 a.m.
let the thoughts come - each one will fly through me like train cars passing.
holy saltmartin, why can't you beat time?
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reading: notes for class.
listening to: night drive - chromatics.
working on: not catching my husband's flu. i am too busy. there is too much to do.
in the garden: a sleepy space.