Sept 2nd

Say something meaningful to someone. A human to human interaction, entirely humane. There are so many people deserving of random considerate praise. The Bob Dylan shirts and the efforts often unrecognized. Feeling the rhythm of these words (consider myself a jam session poet). Whatever the fuck. Write more later once finding purpose for the day. All this reading and thinking and a nice place to do it. The coffee corner inside a dead book store. McDonald's claimed earlier that coffee makes you smart. 'the simple joy of being smart.' And I'm here to prove that wrong.