'Cause it's sunlight where we flew, though the trail is cold above
It is the equinox. Strictly speaking, I slept through the changeover: I fell asleep at the end of summer and woke with leaf-light on the walls. It wasn't hurting me.
rushthatspeaks has posted on Daniel Pinkwater and Surrealism. The tag is my girlfriend dared me. I regret nothing.
greygirlbeast correctly described a band I've been needing for years: Giant Squid. They're like drowned Tom Waits. With more scientific names.
The father of a friend of mine won two Ig Nobels at this year's awards ceremony. First prize, one week . . . ?
If the rest of the season is going to be like this, I can live with it.
The father of a friend of mine won two Ig Nobels at this year's awards ceremony. First prize, one week . . . ?
If the rest of the season is going to be like this, I can live with it.

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I think you're just speaking of a room and slanted light, but still. :)
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Hah. Thank you. I could imagine leaf-metamorphosis. You could write it.
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Yesterday, I wrote fiction. Today, along with work prep, perhaps poetry can glide quietly forward.
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I liked the results last time.
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I like it very much. Thank you.
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