here it is. the now that I wasn’t thinking about anyways is here. a few hours away from 1997. just another year. looking back on this travel log. began thinking that maybe I should quit with this writing and move onto something else. seems like … well … a long time ago, I promised to myself I would stop using the word “some” in my writing. who cares? (I do, occasionally). things are out of control.
the neoscenes/tech-no-mad (b)log ::
traces pathways and actions encountered and undertaken