It wasn’t far from the station or, too, as Lynn said, Well here we are is always true. Laughing. What a life we got but ain’t it great. Now Tom was under his Rambler American and Lynn was working in a surplus store. How far can two go on a gallon of possibilities, or a presence that always implies understanding, which is truth, or the occupation of patience. It wasn’t far from the station but things get broken down and excuses made that have nothing to do with presences, meaning nothing to us except now what are you doing? the exception of fact.
28 June 1973