A warm, jazzy night. It feels like years ago. Maybe it is. Sometimes life grabs you and you almost don’t feel like it’s really happening. Or that you are living it. Your writing flows, your handwriting relaxes. You don’t even have to think about it. And you don’t.
Notes tense and release.
The way these ink spots [...]
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The beeper. I still have the notes in my wallet. Stephanie wrote me in the middle of government class to tell me she was getting a beeper, a fact I didn’t care about at all. Keeping in mind that this was during the brief period before cell phones really existed and only drug dealers and [...]
