I was inspired last night. I went over to
ymasumac's apartment last night, spur of the moment kinda thing and we ended up talking until the 1:30AM about writing and those fucking stories that have lingered on the edge of shame, lotsa shame that you keep hidden. So this morning I woke up at 7:30ish because all I could think about was where the holy hell was that goddamn story that I had written 2 years ago, I believe I printed it out, I maybe made a copy and I probably tried to ingest it during an evening of total desperation.
I am going to rip open my insides and try to read my future.