What I've been nattering on about, in my own head.

Ephemera

Death and time and other sorts of things one only writes about at midnight or so. Was wise enough not to copy it all in here. So I listen to somber music on a sunny Saturday morning, when I should be fasting. Or, in my own case, just not eating all that much.

Soon, Other Patti comes to drag me out to lunch. I mustn’t be morbid for her!

Currently playing in iTunes: Atlas Eclipticalis & Winter Music: Part II by David Tudor & The Orchestra of the S.E.M. Ensemble

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I read and I write and I think. I survive.