Monthly Archives: September 2020

listen to the doctor

“There are no wrong notes; just the note that you follow with.” — What Gordon Sumner says Kenny Kirkland taught him — I forgot to mention to Mo before we got married that I love jazz. Or at least I … Continue reading

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why would someone knock on a cellar door anyhow?

“I’ve seen the needle and the damage done a little part of it in everyone.” — the prophet Young — I have to get two more shots on Wednesday. This would not have been so bad back in my drinking … Continue reading

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230 days

16:30. It’s not so bad if you think about it. 16:30. 87 miles in 24 hours. Maybe 80 with a bathroom stop. It’s hilarious when my mind wanders like this. I’m fuzzy today, weaving around the course like a drunk … Continue reading

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solitude

“It is good to be alone, for solitude is difficult;that something is difficult should be one more reason to do it.”—  Rainer Maria Rilke— It’s nice to sneak out for a couple of miles. The quiet of the bird park; … Continue reading

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happy holey day!

Maybe the sun will shine today The clouds will blow away Maybe I won’t feel so afraid I will try to understand either way. — the prophet tweedy — I got a hole in my shoe today. When you can’t … Continue reading

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