Friends from out of town showed up on saturday night and the day of rest was a self induced vodka flu. I respect being healthy and not sick today. I always forget how good it feels. But forgetting is often as necessary as the heavy rains and the morning coffee and the silence as i’m editing in flip flops and pausing for july thunder. Good luck out there humans. Hopefully the earth doesn’t explode for no reason and you dont get hit in the head by a late swing line drive…hopefully…peace.
Adventures In American Writing 
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