22.Apr.2001

long

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yesterday

Ah, my delicious Kat. How right you are that tomorrow is a memory waiting to be made. I think I might happen to worship yesterday, though. Too many things came together all at once. They don't involve just one thing. They involve the simplest, slowest, weirdest, saddest, hottest, maddening, joyful things. Yesterday was a contrast in utter being. I can't describe it. I don't want to describe it. I would rather just go in streams of subconsciousness.

I think it's time to start writing again.

I think it's time to start creating music again.

I have been asleep for far too long.

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time & machine