I am in here.
… is what I strive for. But with a head full of sinuses, it doesn’t often work out that way. I think I’ve grown extra sinuses. Why should sinuses make it so hard to concentrate? Try believing. Try putting one foot in front of another. Try getting out into the sun.
Too many storms here. When I can sleep, I am too wired from the coffee I drank earlier in the day to keep me going because I couldn’t sleep before. I think it’s the storms. You can’t hear the cicadas with the windows closed and the air conditioning on. At least, they’re not loud enough … Continue reading Sleep. None.
… is a day without computers, I guess. Don’t expect me to say “.. a day without sunshine.” I’m too addicted to these things, and I love my addiction, but a day spent without it is relaxation. Is Shabbat, actually. No, simply going to shul and then not being online does not make a Shabbat, … Continue reading A day without computers…
Curious. People coming here through searches for Jessica Cutler and Washingtonienne are on the upswing, at the same time that people coming here looking for Disillusionment of Ten O’Clock are. Could the two phenomena be related? Stay tuned! Like Ezra Pound once said, “Literature is news that stays news.”
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