It is a nice number. At least regarding how us humans like to stack numbers. Those tasty patterns. And what a nice one ‘ten’ is, right? Lines up wonderfully within the hundreds, thousands, and so on.
The music shop opens later today than I had originally thought. Gives me an extra hour, which I thought might be enough time to get something down here. We shall see.
I began to scheme what I might write, last night for this morning. That then, proceeded to implode upon itself. Life. The way it goes. Etc.
The drive isn’t gone. Just different. Changed. Evolved, or the like. Goes with time. With age. Or so I’ve been told. And so, now, I might start to say more often myself. Almost three decades. Just enough to know for sure about how little you know. Which I guess means I know something. …