When routine bites hard

E-word,

Good to hear from you! Yeah, I've had a lot on my mind lately. I think I need to start pouring some of my brains into writing something other than in our Captain's log. I'm kind of afraid to stop writing, I don't want this flow to stop, and I'm a little bit afraid that it will anyway.

At the same time, I think I'd like to know when I'm writing something that has a point, and when I'm not, though I'm not certain now why that has any importance- why does that matter? I'm asking that question seriously. Maybe as long as their is an idea that can be expounded or reduced or whatever it's okay to keep writing. I could use this moment right here (this sentence, right here) to tighten my language and keep extraneous words (like like, maybe, whatever, etc.) to a minimum (or within parentheses). But, but, what's wrong with like too many words and stuff and like even what if they like don't even like fit or whatever and so on? Could we make a curry here of words that kind of go together and other words that actually don't quite fit in but still kind of blend and work?

I took my stupid dog for a walk today. I found this great field near my house, and I realize that it is actually a kind of gathering place for dogs, like dog owners seem to keep their eyes open for fields that don't attract organized activities for kids and see them as perfect places to run their dogs around, even if they are not fenced. There was a woman there (with her crazy colored mutt, really a great dog), and she was totally hot and like, eight months pregnant. I mean, she had a freaking planet stuffed into her belly, but she also looked fantastic. Her dog's name was Justice, and I'm wondering now if she was possibly a Type A lawyer who was a total hippy liberal. Anyway, she was like crazy hot. I've often wondered what this says about me that I find pregnant women generally pretty hot. Weird.

I have no course. There are cones and lines but fuck 'em, they aren't really there if I ain't crashing.

Love,

Toe