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the art of self destruction

the way i remember things, not necessarily how they actually happened


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Dear Irene Adler,

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oh insomnia, why you gotta make me eat burritos, drink beer and watch late night disaster documentaries?

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today is the kind of day where spring and summer are at war. sunny followed by strong winds with a downpour then warm sun again. after a cycle or two of this the ground keeps it's warmth. steam rises from the asphalt even as the rain falls again. it's the kinds of day meant for staying in bed with your significant other. crawling over one another again and again. warm. wet afternoons.

listening to the wind pull on the leaves and branches all the while lingering between deaths as the steam rises from the ground outside.

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https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rachael_Bella

paths sometimes take us to the place that's best for us.

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"Straight through the margin and right off the page."

in the machines
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Lucy is an interesting next chapter in the Book of Akira. It's preface lives in the margins of Clarke's 2001.

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n o t h u m p d a y

That moment when you realize you have been observing people too much by "what" they are versus "who" they are.

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d e n v e r

Watching westerns, eating tacos and drinking a vino verde. Sometimes, traveling for work is kinda like a mini vacation.

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Today I found a sweet 8 bit (a/v) rendition of Donnie Darko. So that I would not forget it, I emailed myself the link.

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