the unfortunate truth seems to be that i’m more compelled into action at times than i am able to actually will myself forward. luckily i’m still in enough compelling situations that i do continue to act. George wants some words and i’ve been stewing lately about the right format to give him, and i think i have my solution. taking a cue from the Beatles’ “A Day in the Life”, i’m brooding on the things that i deal with in the morning. the objects. coffee, spider webs, alarm clocks, bus stop cords… i figured each had some particular voice, and perhaps we could use them to mold our next piece (you see i have to come up with many many different voices. and george said no angst and my relation with people are still quite angsty so this just seems the easiest way…). more to follow as they are typed.