"I dream of a hard and brutal mysticism in which the naked self merges with the nonhuman world and somehow survives...Paradox and bedrock."-Edward Abbey

03 January 2015

Five Orbits On

Miles Davis's Sketches of Spain, The Beatles Let it Be, The Rolling Stones Let it Bleed on the stereo, and a tumbler of whiskey. It is snowing. Puttanesca cooks upon the stove. There is catharsis.

Five years later, I still miss you, mother...terribly...

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