"OH DANIEL YOU are such a tramp." The man in my dream said an hour or two ago, and something else woke me up. A foot traveler. A begging, thieving vagrant. A woman of loose morals. A walking trip: HIKE. Sounds made by feet beating on the floor. A steamship with no set or regular schedule, going to any port with any cargo

This is not just writing, this is not freedom; this is publishing, this is responsibility for one's words, one's actions, one's... well, one's one itself.

Tere took me out to breakfast yesterday. Later we went to my family get together at my brother and sisterinlaw's house that used to be on my paper route forty years ago when the comet Ikeyi Seki came. I grow old, I grow old and when I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Elliiotttttttttt

I need to wash my clothes tonight. I hope I can get off work early enough....

no apo strophe re member

okei bai         okay bye