Monday, March 2, 2015

solipsism

There is this.



Here is the hike or like you said, "Backpacking."



So we have to write a song about pine trees and creeks and dirt roads and red clay banks and front porch swings and five gallon buckets and dogs and hunting season and Friday night lights and going to town.



And today we had a meeting with a musician who agreed to be in charge of what that music is going to sound like.




Today I am grateful for the plans we make.

(if you are some metaphysical representation of self then I must be much smarter than I ever thought I could be which is why I think you are real. So there.)

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