That’s a grand assumption.
Rain for days in San Francisco,
sheets of it some days,
just a hulk of anticipation others.
Funny like Sausalito (or so via
Sal Paradise). Nostalgic
fingers on keypads. Brainless
watching The Matrix.
I read so much on the train (past tense,
cousin to hor tense) and was
much lulled and time stopped etc.
So do you like the CD I made you?
