BETWEENTHETREES

Tomorrow, Wednesday is the day.
Had a dream last night. babazim bahbazihmbaniyhh. I saw a book. A smallish medium sized faded light blue book titled Disappearing. How does the subconscious know the exact word to cut through the bullshit? Ah but bullshit is so nice. Anyway – this Disappearing is anything you put off ’til another day, and the putting off collides with itself and makes friends, and the putting off becomes addictive. Blah blah blah, I can’t let that book be written, or finished. So here’s to not Disappearing.