11.06.2025

Out here it's tepid and does not feel like fall. Drivers run stops signs like they're commas. Citrus fruits I don't have names for grow sloshy and fat and I clean them off the stone and wonder should I bring them in to make a marinade.

Voted as a Californian for the very first time, maybe not the last if I decide to stay. The thing I voted for passed so you're welcome. Stuck my opinion in an envelope and woke up and now there's freedom again.

I don't want to be cynical. I'm against anyone anywhere not having freedom. Well not anyone. Tyrants, organized mass murderers, these guys shouldn't have their freedoms. They should be free but only to run from people they oppress, mobs hellbent on slapping them around with justice sticks.

To have a quiet place to think is no small luxury. I do not take this quiet place for granted and I know a long ass winter is about to settle over the places I think of as home. I want so badly to find a way to love this country again but it has to be in a new way. Nostalgia is a warning sign and I'm trying to be a less stupid man.