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a night at the one-ness

From Friday, May 21st, 2004, so about 1656 days ago, [Popularity: 2%]

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…

coffee writing

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