"You can't fix it. You can't make it go away.
I don't know what you're going to do about it,
But I know what I'm going to do about it. I'm just
going to walk away from it. Maybe
A small part of it will die if I'm not around
feeding it anymore."
--Lew Welch
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Sunday morning
A dinner project in the oven, breakfast on the stove ... low classical piano on Kindle Fire TV ... Sketch sprawled on the floor, snoring ... Harriet asleep in bed ... and I'm ready to pour my iced coffee.