it's about ten minutes before our reading, i'm here. not really feeling it because my mind is on other things. are these distractions, not necessarily. they simply are.
my friends cannot come because that is how it works in my life, the people i love do not generally hear me read though the exciting part about this is, my girl is here with me. she has never seen nor heard me read except her lifelong private reading which have taken place in california, arizona, texas, new york, anywhere we happen to find ourselves. it's something to have her here with me.
and so i move forward in my life, it is all i know how to do. to get through a day. to open myself to wonder. and to hold myself open.
i forgot to publicize this reading because my heart and mind have been elsewhere,
are these distractions, not necessarily.
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