Wednesday, November 19, 2008
8:12 AM
Notes and more notes, no final drafts, not even second drafts...
Everything in a state of disrepair.
That broken car along the interstate collecting rust rather than hitchhikers.
Those temporarily stranded travellers move towards their destination in sporadic leaps and bounds like Morse code dotting and dashing and pausing through the highways.
That is how it is. broken down vehicles and hitch hikers. I need to fix that hunk of rust and get moving. Better yet, leave the car and start walkin...
what’s this? A couple in a station wagon have pulled to the side of the road and offered a ride! Are they kind souls or axe murders?
I was going somewhere with this. Sadly I got get going to work, as usual.
Notes and more notes, no final drafts, not even second drafts...
Everything in a state of disrepair.
Ah well...
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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