I wandered deep into Topanga on Saturday and emerged, at days end, a different person. Most days I wake up and go to bed pretty much the same. It’s been that way for years. But not so much this time. Altered states: mind blown.
There were others there as well, most much braver than […]
So here I am driving down the road, reeling from an earlier conversation, trying to piece things together in some sort of cohesive package, and painfully aware that I am unable to do so. Today the thoughts are heavy and thick and slow and painful. I am uncomfortable. I feel helpless. And I can […]
“What year?” Vince asks. “1963.” I say with a certain amount of pride. “Huh, year of the Rabbit.” He states knowingly. I raise an eyebrow, where does he come up with these things? Glancing in the rearview mirror I see him chuckling and slyly peeking at his phone, “You’re a genius Vincent! Learn something […]
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