August 31, 2004
The coyotes won’t let me sleep. I’d like to think that there would be some philosophical explanation, some deep hidden metaphorical analogy to coyotes and sleeping. But really, there are about five coyotes in the hills, and they are wild about something. I’m picking up my camera tomorrow, and plan on taking a few rolls [...]
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August 29, 2004
Life has its strange ways of turning upside down for a few moments every now and then. This is not the type of upside down where you lose all hope and fall into some massive depression. This random and regular state of inverted-ness is life’s funny way of saying, “gotcha” to make sure you stay [...]
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