Tuesday, October 17, 2017

move.

it's strange how much I enjoy being on the move. 


I wish I could find way to impress upon my loved ones what it feels like to be on the road, of one's own volition and on one's on time...


particularly on own bike.


(or somebody else's :-)


 I'd very much like to gain sustenance combining the road and the bike.


Or even just the road. 




hm.

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

The hardest part of desperation

is not being desperate.


Dear Future not quite old but probably old people,

 

    It might be hard to find love in Fall if you keep looking based on what you had in Spring.


    Or what you that you had in Spring?

     Or what you wish you had in Winter?


     (new winter, not old winter)


     


      anyway....humility....going back and asking for what you before may scratch at a part of your ego OTHER than the obvious.
   
      Nevertheless, can you do it?

 
      starting early is hard.


      starting late is harder


      starting over late is hardest.


hm.


           (shurg)

Monday, October 02, 2017

 

William de la Pole and Queen Margaret are terrible people.

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