*from "The Man Who Sold the World," David Bowie
Thinking about: The book I'm working on, the work I'm working on, the workshop I just finished, switching out all of my pens for number two pencils, Northern Exposure, whether Eggland Best eggs are better than plain eggs, firewood, flu shot, arm hurts, Amanda, student loans, Adrienne Shelley's murder, honey on toast, another year's passing, purging my files (since I still have records that date back to the car I had in high school), my essay for the December issue, fear of failure, raw oysters, making room, dinner parties, my mid-life crisis, stargazer lilies, what happened to our love, writing you down and letting you go at the bend in the river, a haircut, a nap, night birds.
With curious art the brain, too finely wrought,
Preys on herself, and is destroyed by thought.
~Charles Churchill, Epistle to William Hogarth