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.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 2.10.19
I got stuck in traffic last night. After band practice. And after spending time in the usual Bensonhurst apartment building. I got stuck in traffic. So, when I did, and after the research conducted concluded that said traffic would not be the most brief- I got off the expressway and went to a show.
Sunday Morning Thoughts: 1.13.19
By tomorrow, it shall be done. Today even. Maybe. All depends on how quickly I can bleed this week’s stone. And if anything else might end up happening today.