scrawls
still cheaper than therapy*


10.12.10
crummy coffee but i am still warmed to my toes. i leave my phone number at the international church, that i have a spare Gitterbett, maybe someone can use it, someone like me with no family in Vienna, maybe they will know someone who would need it, that i live here, nearby, and i feel oddly Christian, in the season, in this season, like that i've inadvertently eaten a fish on a Friday and only realized afterwards.

On Monday the sky will fall, yellow and green. If it is clear i will watch.

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