letters in light of being
I’m beginning something grand—none of it online yet.
But always enough vanity, I guess—no: more actually feeling self effacing: me and my aspirations!
Basically, I’m just glad to feel like putting new things online
more frequently.
Facing old notes, I find things I’d forgotten: today, a letter I never sent, now a posting (with a little prefacing): “existential moment in light of
a pole star.”