maybethisname

A fox lives near my house. Occasionally, it will set up a wail early in the morning.
It sounds like loss No human throat ever made a noise like this one. I'd bet human hearts have, though.
My favourite ancient Austrian customer brought me chocolate. He and his wife bring chocolate to me as a peace offering for them screwing up their computer. It has...
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It's early morning.
Pipe, vanilla tobacco, black coffee.
Emotional ghosts.
My wilderness has woken up from winter.
Birds that sound like rain-forrest birds, going for broke outside.
Whores-bath, shower is broken, pipe frozen and cracked from earlier tempuratures.
Black, shiny shirt, olive slacks, worn dress ankle boots, time to have them resoled. Again.
Unlearning solitude is not easy. Green Man and God both vying for...
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Changed a favourite. Put up Pearl, for now, 'cause her little butt is just so cute.

Maybe I will keep a journal here. Naked people and the people who openly enjoy naked people are more my speed, so perhaps this place is home.