Tuesday, December 6, 2016

We just decided over four of America's best cigarettes ever, that our lives are great, sad, huge, weird, but finally and mostly great.  I know what I mean and that's what matters: turning over something new.  It's not cold, it's calm, it's beautiful, there are lights all over and there's no wind and the ground is ice, glistening white, sharp and blaring and silent.  I just want to talk.