My fingers are too tired to write this.
I feel good about the future.
It looks pretty big.
I wish I could play the piano.
Green eggs and ham.
The wild wild open.
Cactus needles with a desert sunset.
What if a man had a magical camera? I’m talking about a genetic tweak in its workings that is by all means possible, but altogether unexpected. It literally sees the world a different way. A man might lose his mind over a find like that.
I hitchhiked from the ski hill today. Met a nice man and we talked about stunt devils.
Tomorrow night I’ll be sleeping in Atlanta.