...the bird flew the coop to spread her wings awhile.
Well, hello again! It' always quite lovely running into to an old friend in passing. I hadn't even realized you were here but, no time catching up on all of those years...how are you?
In the usual stylings of m, I listened to Burroughs, "Leap, and the net will appear". Unlike last time, the full works of Murakami will not be read (though I'd love to revisit ColorlessTsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage for it was burned through like wildfire) rather, paintings will be painted, a house will be packed, and MY dingo wingman and tortie will be the only pets taken care of. The job has been quit. No looking back.
I'd hate to take up all of your time, maybe we can meet again this week?
~m
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