05.22.10 to 05.23.10
Evening
Twenty weeks ago I was sure contemplating Sabbath had everything to do with silence. But the chase is more like sifting for sound in a chasm of noise.
Morning
I spent the morning marketing.
Evening
After a week of bronchitis Taylor performed Prokofiev… I think I heard the smoking piano beg for a moment to breathe.
LOST!
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