A story in the works for about a year finally went live on the old payphone site today. I could still add more to it but I might want to conserve content these days. I might want to put things together for a print volume, or something else, and you can’t just give all that stuff away over the WWW and expect people to buy it. Or maybe the logic is not that simple any more? I do not know.
I felt like a spy looking through pictures from 1999 and 2000, pictures I took but of which I had no memory. Pictures of myself from the halcyon days, days when I experimented with trying to grow a beard, days of corporate youth when I looked like more of a hippy than now. Hippie? Hippo.
It feels good to write a sentence.
