time for everything to change
I spent most of the evening listening to people celebrating freedom by setting off fireworks illegally while police officers cruised through the neighborhoods looking for people to arrest, which amuses me to no end.
& I did it all with my muse on my arm, at my side. distracted? been begging the question I know:
yeah, I'm back to the grindstone.
so expect a bit less from here while I get back into the book
blogging & writing really do seem to be mutually incompatible, as william gibson pointed out.