I am thinking about something and the next thing I see has an answer, if I look. Strange stuff, like the next person you talk to has the same name as someone you where worried about and has something to say that answers your dilemma as you wonder about the perfection of the timing.
I see it and it makes me laugh. Ah Ha, you caught me. I get it, so easy. Signposts in neon when I begin to look for them. Come this way, say this thing, love this person, ride this direction. Hang on honey, the ride is going to be a thriller.
Friday, October 29: sharpie and tempera on paper.
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