pretty self-indulgent day today,
grey and rain, sauna, couch, bath,
i finished a couple of books i'd been
nibbling for months, bukowski &
hemingway, letters and short stories.
(as i'm writing this, a couple of
elders on a mission from the LDS
come to my door. i tell them
i think christ is great but that his
teachings are often misinterpreted
and used to ill purposes. they agree.)
some days i don't give a fuck about
anything else, all i want is warmth
and some time to read. it's nice
to be able to take it when i want.
lucky me.