Home Now

I am sitting in a small office/home space in up- state NY and songs are playing that I have taken to four corners of the world, two of them twice. The fireplace occasionally begs for attention, I bide my response. I got things to do, obligations, hate that! Missy Higgans plays and I stop, would Missy travel?

I’ve been on the roof and chopped wood, the expensive Patik Philippe watch left by my dad is still useless, the cheap Cerus works great, it is only time anyway, it is only downtime time measured. I am working with thick leather gloves or perhaps making work. I go to the local corner store for food; it seems as exotic as a lunch in Marrakech. I am home.