What I thought so unusual about today I can't remember right now but examining my pen I see where the baby has left her teeth marks maybe it was how sometimes firm decisions are often overturned without the slightest qualm or hesitation or after a weekend of feeling like the badly tuned image on a picture tube (out of phase and shadowy) all of a sudden I'm feeling great and raring to go to town which I do almost on the spur of the moment and buy a notebook of the kind I always thought too pretentious to own
it took me years to figure out what I was doing (smoke exiting slowly from nostrils) form came later and I had to sit for hours on end pen poised with not a jot to my name if it hadn't been for the radio I woulda been long gone gone