Today
Today I had a rambling tear soaked post about my desperation. It was sad. I had a shit day.
but no: I am a secret agent, an in the field operative. Into the files the emotions go. They are indexed according to size, shape and color. Reviewing the index, the rewrites of the index and the final index containing references to the original indexes and the meta-index containing them all--reviewing all these documents, I came to this conclusion:
I am going to write a short story about J Edgar Hoover's mother.
I hope it will be beautiful.
but no: I am a secret agent, an in the field operative. Into the files the emotions go. They are indexed according to size, shape and color. Reviewing the index, the rewrites of the index and the final index containing references to the original indexes and the meta-index containing them all--reviewing all these documents, I came to this conclusion:
I am going to write a short story about J Edgar Hoover's mother.
I hope it will be beautiful.