April 23, 2004
There was nothing to own then. Time was spent dancing, doing art. That was the life. The earth was revered, respected, awe-inspiring. I'm not crazy. Maybe I should spend $5.00 on a lightbulb that pretends to be the sun. Why does my green apple not rot? It is still perfect after weeks and weeks in the refrigerator. I took it out this morning. Set in on the table. Maybe when it gets to room temperature it will go bad. Oh God, the dog wants out. As it should be. I sit in my raincoat but it's sunny out. Oh well.