listening to Richard Thompson's "Rumour & Sigh"--
smoking, drinking natural ice--
it popped into my head earlier to re-read some of the journals that I have piled up, & on the first grab I came up with a piece that I'd written during my last move from NYC that, upon reflection, wasn't half bad.
I typed it up & it came to 12 pages.
I'd adressed it, when I wrote it, to the folks that I'd worked with in an office building on fifth Ave. (& it was kinda wierd reading about navigating by either the Chrysler Building or the World Trade Center)
that was 3 years ago.
fuck.
wondering what the HELL do I do with this?
smoking, drinking natural ice--
it popped into my head earlier to re-read some of the journals that I have piled up, & on the first grab I came up with a piece that I'd written during my last move from NYC that, upon reflection, wasn't half bad.
I typed it up & it came to 12 pages.
I'd adressed it, when I wrote it, to the folks that I'd worked with in an office building on fifth Ave. (& it was kinda wierd reading about navigating by either the Chrysler Building or the World Trade Center)
that was 3 years ago.
fuck.
wondering what the HELL do I do with this?
bettietwoguns:
you are very sweet. thanks.