For a week, I’ve dreamed the phrase “my teeth fell out, like ivory typewriter keys,” waking and throwing my numb limbs at my face frantically searching and frantically finding.
what a relief
I think listening to He Has Left Us Alone but Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms doesn’t make you a better anything, just maybe appreciative.
Don’t repeat lines I’ve said to you, trying to get me back on board the ship.
About Me: I’m not the biggest fan of dreadlocks or hula hooping.
Should I keep a notebook for this or just try and remember them?
Step One: Proving the Power of Myth – Establishing Your Very Own Myth.
He said, “well, ya really gotta get yourself published.” I said, “Oh?” Pretending like that was news.
And on the second day, we met Mountain, his sister Moon and brother Sun.
Everyone’s walking by like they actually have someplace to go.
I’ll write a longer one sooner or later.
“Life is a pity. Close the book, go on.”
I’m pretending.
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