Ten.Two Thousand, Two Hundred & Seventy-Three
Cool, cool morning. My favorite kind of morning.
“I am the source of time.”
He asks me if I’m happy. I give an honest response. he tells me about the crush of the 15-month delay. Things happen for a reason, I say. He says he doesn’t want to take the money. But they see something in you, I say. Something you didn’t see in yourself.
No one can see me fall out here.
Seed. Experimentation. Crafting. Momentum. Completion.
“Once we understand our past, we can design our future.”
Everyone is interested only in themselves.
Almost everything.
It’s not just the jacket. It’s the hat, too. I’m going to miss his spirit.
I’m not stuck.
