August 30, 2009
When I dance, I dance; when I sleep, I sleep; yes, and when I walk alone in a beautiful orchard, if my thoughts drift to far-off matters for some part of the time for some other part I lead them back again to the walk, the orchard, to the sweetness of this solitude, to myself. [...]
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August 30, 2009
Balls. I’ve got two of them, and neither one is crystal. I have no idea what the future will bring. Which kind of sucks right now, because I want to know if it’s going to rain tomorrow morning in the Catskills. The plan is to go hiking with my friend Anthony (and possibly our friend [...]
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