..going on besides school. A few little jaunts to stretch the legs, and lots and lots of time typing.
Our flower beds do have some nice perennials rearing up.
And we’ve been grilling. Tis the season.
Not much else to say.
I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with a non-human world and yet somehow survives still intact, individual, separate. Paradox and bedrock.
..going on besides school. A few little jaunts to stretch the legs, and lots and lots of time typing.
Our flower beds do have some nice perennials rearing up.
And we’ve been grilling. Tis the season.
Not much else to say.
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