I ain’t trying to get nowhere. I’m trying to live each day as I please and not feel guilty about it. Time flies and is taken and as I write time passes. The work is more important than time. The rhythm is more important than time. Time is a marker. It dictates nothing. We are all planets direct and I am scared about not having money for rent. Fuck. 1000+ come my way.
*from 101230 (Dec 30 2010)