Got out of bed.
(Did not) drag a comb across my head.
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And somebody spoke and I went into a dream…
It was a gathering of Yellow Hearts even if they didn’t know it. A singular experience to walk down University Ave with no honkers. Imagine a city without [...]
Today is Diwali. The Festival of Lights in India. In the night we light oil lamps to signify the victory of good over evil within an individual.
And then you gamble.
Faith and chance.
Today is also my last Chemo day. And wouldn’t you know, I’m gonna miss Chemo Daycare.
Welcome to Chemo Daycare’
You can get used to [...]
I’ve been on the roof until now.
‘Monsieur Dunning est monte sur let toit est il refuse categoriquement de descendre!’
This from my favourite short story in Hemingway’s ‘A Moveable feast’.
It’s about a jar of opium and the poet Monsieur Dunning. Hemingway is told to deliver the opium only in the case of any true emergency. And [...]