Another fresh trache
So, I’m going for my usual fresh trache. I’d like to write something compelling, or beautiful, or both, but I’m tired. If I go down, I’ll go down with things unsaid, unfinished, not done. Odds are, this won’t happen, I’ll come back to write more and do more, so I’m not particularly worried.
Things I have yet to write:
Tattoo #26: Stain
Tattoo #27: At night, wish the hardest
Tattoo #28: A black balloon
Stuff about a girl
An unfinished short story
Lots and lots of other thoughts…
If anything really spectacular comes to mind, I’ll have my computer while I’m waiting to visit the O.R.
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