dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Saturday, January 16, 2016

functionally ill 20

This morning early we served the hungry.  I like seeing the sun come up.  Then we had a meeting.  It was a bit loud but productive.

In the car coming home, our friend vented to us.  I'm glad we were there to listen.  It was the productive kind of venting.

I have a new zine.


1 Comments:

  • At January 16, 2016 10:30 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    I like your blog. Reading it makes me feel grounded. I wish I could be as happy as you (Liam).

     

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