Giving Peace a Chance

It’s something like a perfect Saturday morning, what with a sky blue and cool after an overcast and muggy week. I’ve got a lot I should be doing – a few deadender tasks left over from the project, phone calls in need of returning, stuff that needs writing, and a dump that needs a little more cleaning – but God it’s just too nice to be responsible right now. Neil Young is howling away, the cigarette smoke is flowing in a long perfect ribbon from the ashtray to the window, the body’s freshly showered and caffeinated to a fine tee, and a big blueberry Danish is sitting here staring me in the face. Soon it’s going to be in my face, and then I’m taking a long walk somewhere…

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