Woke up to Tool and the morning sun today. Good energy for work in. Hopping down the road this weekend to get hacked softsynths for the lappytop; it's been far too long sing I wrote.
I miss the road, and I don't like S.F. it feels like a holding room, a place where lost packages are kept and never claimed. I look forward to the Arizona sun, rolling forever, and never working for another person again.
I'm melancholy, a bit, but I feel free at the same time.
Now, coffee.
I miss the road, and I don't like S.F. it feels like a holding room, a place where lost packages are kept and never claimed. I look forward to the Arizona sun, rolling forever, and never working for another person again.
I'm melancholy, a bit, but I feel free at the same time.
Now, coffee.
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In spite of you deleting my comment (seriously?), this clearly does NOT say "Sac". It says 'down', which I admit I often confuse with 'South'. (Leading to occasional horrors involving northbound roads which run downhill and missing sushi joints).
Regardless of our seemingly endless semantic difficulties, it was good to talk to you.
Wolverine.