a night at the one-ness

I spent two hours last night in a nearby cafe, sipping green tea, my computer pried open on my lap. I was — if I could be so bold as to say it — writing.

Flipping through, and levelling might be a better descriptor.

And I’m torn. Where to go. Where to go back. Where to move on. And then what…



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Brad was fascinated by all that social media stuff for a little while, but now just thinks it’s basically blogging for lazy people. Status update? Tweet? One hundred and forty characters? Bah! Some of my titles are longer than that!