Vessel Log: 2009 05 07

: the air is dust, wind, and petals; a pile of pink blooms gather in a corner by the 7-11; facing down procrastination; a shameful realization; how many people need to die before the lesson is learned?; a bike ride to Big House for red wine and red meat; the suburban, well-stocked aisles; freedom in movement off the grid of traffic signals; Concrete Blonde; a concoction of Australian meat and vegetables, enough to feed a family of four; The Weather Underground; those people remind me of people I know but not in a pleasant way; is it the 70’s all over again?