i’ve spent a lot of my life being alone…it’s one of the things that helped make me a writer….it allowed me to cultivate…imagination…but…living with lady love…has cut my alone time…significantly…there are treade offs…interesting things happen when two nuts like us start bouncing of each other…and off the walls…
i can’t write at home anyway…i need to work in a public space…something about…performance
boingy, boingy, boingy…
