At work and it was quite some time since I last sat here, on this
chair, at work, try­ing to write so I’m not gonna’ do it again. I’m
just gonna be me. Plain and sim­ple. Read some old posts over at
the first Don­key Punch blog I had (it’s still there, just poorly updated)
and like a light­ning it struck me, this blows. Everything.

I can see myself sit­ting at home, alone by my com­puter look­ing over
my shoul­der see­ing that “M. Hill” story, the final ver­sion but then I
turn my back on it, as always. “M. Hill” doesn’t cut it but I look back
once again and there it is, my mas­ter­piece “The Man on the Air­port“
it’s the first draft and then I turn my back on that too. Now I sit here
at work, writ­ing this, think­ing I should erase every word but then I
think again, these words may be unin­ter­est­ing but it’s me and it’s me
it’s all about.

By the way, I look good in both sneak­ers and boots, in the nude.