AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

6/2/13

Dear (_____)

lol my apology to the human race: sometimes it's hard to understand, accommodate, and adjust to the people bound by and to relationships that are or are developing into closed loops (closed not denoting a particularly good or bad thing).  if you're ever hanging out with me and the hour gets late, feel free to cash out.  i wont be mad.  take care of your business :)  its no damper on myself.  i just get tired of the collateral drama sometimes.  im not losing sleep.  you shouldn't either.  i keep company like i keep baseball cards, the good ones mean a lot, the common ones mean a little, but when the urge comes to view and touch fingers to, i know where to find them.

sincerely,

your happily single night owl friend
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