It snowed until about 5 p.m., I think. And there's talk of more on Monday and Tuesday, maybe another winter storm. So, today we have to make it to the market, which means slogging through the ice and snow and slush all the way to the East Side. Currently, it's 31˚F. The sun is blindingly bright off all the snow
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Well done, I imagine that was even more difficult than your words convey. And your words make it sound pretty fucking hard.
Some part of me questions the wisdom of writing about this in public, for the public
Well, it's certainly in the spirit of Burroughs and the beat writers. Anyway, I worry about you and it's nice to have some idea what's happening.
And it is one of the few up sides of being a freelance author that no one's gonna give me a bad reference next time I apply for a job.
I do wonder sometimes how many jobs and relationships Google has cost me. Though in terms of relationships I'm probably better off.
Really nice photos. I hope what you're going through isn't the kind of thing that lasts a long time.
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Congratulations.
Just before sunset, the sun broke through the clouds, that low-to-the-southern-horizon, highish-latitude sun, and set the treetops and rooftops on fire
The quality of light in the second-to-last of the sunset photographs is amazing.
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I wish I had my own words for "Study for an Electronaut's Ovid (AD 2052)", but you put it perfectly when you said it might be the best thing you've written in some time. It certainly is.
The Bowie is strong in you.
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