"I loved Freight. I ate it up. Fast. I wanted to. It was easy. Such a tenderness. Such a way of looking at life in terms of carrying. Of putting down. Of throwing up. Boxcars and boxcars of everything we experience in this life trailing behind us like the heaviest of ants. Invisible, but so very there."
Read it all HERE.
Thank you, friendo.
3 comments:
Who could possibly be moving into that lovely room?
that's a phat office right there
haha!
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