dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Tuesday, September 01, 2015

typing for the win

Well, it worked.  I typed at the library for two hours on an electric typewriter much like the one I used as a young person before computers were everyday.

It was nice.  I was in a little room not much larger than a closet.  The typing was loud.

Then we came home and napped.  Then I made blueberry peach smoothies.


Post a Comment

<< Home