My blogging days are over
I can't publish my previous posts because of error 550. I hope this one works.
Just got back from sitting on the roof and the sky was very black and the moon very silver. Still there was a yellow haze of city light right over the buildings which acted as that annoying reminder that I'm actually in a city and will have to continue straining to have any sort of connection for anything that isn't man made.
A lot has taken place in the past few weeks. (John is playing his guitar right now which is nice). New car brought on nights of endless driving to beaches and spontaneous places. We're finally seeing the outcome of a lot of hard hard work.
Things here are so so normal and the fact that this has all become normal makes me wonder about what would happen to my brain if I spent time in all types of places around the world turning everything into normal, even those things that contradict eachother. My brain would probably even out and go back to 0.
I can't publish my previous posts because of error 550. I hope this one works.
Just got back from sitting on the roof and the sky was very black and the moon very silver. Still there was a yellow haze of city light right over the buildings which acted as that annoying reminder that I'm actually in a city and will have to continue straining to have any sort of connection for anything that isn't man made.
A lot has taken place in the past few weeks. (John is playing his guitar right now which is nice). New car brought on nights of endless driving to beaches and spontaneous places. We're finally seeing the outcome of a lot of hard hard work.
Things here are so so normal and the fact that this has all become normal makes me wonder about what would happen to my brain if I spent time in all types of places around the world turning everything into normal, even those things that contradict eachother. My brain would probably even out and go back to 0.
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