Monthly Archives: August 2014

I always forget how much ocean there is as you move further North. And how beautiful that feeling is. To be surrounded by a type of dangerous beauty. At times there were way too many people but generally it was just the right mix. And for two days it was like watching a non-stop film.Continue reading “Montauk. 31 Aug 2014.”

It’s not even my birthday, but okay by me. Lay it on me.

30 minutes ago; post storm.

I just got this and am laughing. Anyone that’s ever been in a crazy relationship with a crazy person knows… Like minimalism; less is more. Like Nicholson said: ‘Don’t come around here trying to sell crazy. We’re all stocked up.’ Exactly. It is funny though, oui? In retrospect. And only in retrospect. It’s fall somewhere…

I meant to post this earlier. Under the heading of Newco. But I couldn’t remember what it was. Am subbing this in for it. In a way, it’s Newco too. Just different a different version. Je suis comme je suis?

I forget sometimes, but it’s really beautiful out here. Sometimes you can lose sight of it. Or worst case — miss it entirely. Cheers! Here’s to here! And all it was, is and will be.

Somewhere.