Finished salutations — wow, very interesting after back surgery a few months ago — the body is a temple, which sometimes gets battered.
Take from me the light and bring me darkness, the darkness beyond, the darkness of God. Seare me with your mercy to shed burdens and worries of a lowly creature separated. In exile for too long return me to You. Through the Paraclete of truth the murmuration of purgation the …
Writing a letter to a friend in Texas (old school snail mail); then watching Katie on CBS to get the day’s lowdown; to the gym, dinner.
Just applied for a teaching gig…. I thought what the heck. Top secret location.
Every day has its rythmn. This afternoon is wilco.
Reading Wallace @ starbks
Lunch time dudes. Reading Infinite Jest and eating sandwiches. An ironic lunch, perhaps, with footnotes.
MJ farewell touching
Great Maya poem