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jackson browne keeps ‘running on empty’ ’round my head…
outside my window, neighbor’s canary boids trill & gurgle…
every once in a while, seagulls seem to find their way inland to join their
own cries in…
feeling run-down, low-energy- pushing mself eating a little heavy, game
stews, mushroom crèpes, alcohol…time to lighten up & go to th veggie
place…
also, i haven’t run in nearly six weeks & i miss it- today i’m passing lunch
up hoping i’ll be psyched & running by five-thirty & th twilight hour i love
so much…(to be continued…)
thursday th eleventh…better, but still low on motivation- finally spoke to
fernando anso & he agreed to make a small print of th picture i want for my
webpage & mail it directly to david s. in virginia…he also promisd to try
to get a hold of his friend luis in th next couple of days to see if scanning
th big, original print is still an option…(luis’ partner, josé ángel, told
me they haven’t yet once used their scanner!)
i’d love to stay in barcelona. i’d love to just be somewhere where i could
cook my veggies, my lentils & squash & bitter greens. i’d love to have th
strength to continue walking th camino. i’d love to gather whoever cares to
find their way to wherever i could host a banquet, every week or two…
i will/find a city/find myself a city to live in…
first we take manhattan/then/we take berlin…
you can’t hurry love/no/you just have to wait…
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