read them all a couple nights ago, all of them, 215, or thereabouts, lots of words, ideas, concepts, only wish i could draw, doodle, form more create images and ideas and sketches of things instead of attempting to paint them with mere letters, pictures >= 10^3 words, right? some things so strange, some wondrous, like even i didn't write them, someone else must have penned them, and in some cases did, yet i can't imagine anything better to take my time up with, that's the cool thing, like ice cubes or better cold water on a hot september day, pretty boy, adonis, mantle, reminds me of before, a while ago, actually now would be a year and a half ago, big question, always wondering, doesn't make any sense, now does it? looking in cars, watching people go their ways to do different things with different people, guys with girls, girls with guys, friends and neighbors, together, which is sweet