A conversation held in kisses, a new source of work, cancelling an anticipated trip, enacting vengeance, needing to enact vengeance, draft progress on a stubborn tale, the smell of fresh coffee, good beer with a better friend, a series of banal nightmares, mysterious hardware problems, watching a stranger decompensate, looking for rent money, gorgeous weather...
Mood is a flock of tethered birds.
30 June 2010
The vector sum whistles a happy tune
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