January 16th 2019

January 16th 2019


It's an act of concentration sometimes, this, because often she's part of the continual hum of my thoughts. A pleasant presence. So bringing something into words can take a bit of silence. Other times, it's just dictation. The words are already there, or the thing that can be described easily in words.


So what I think about when I think about Sparrow is either meditation or inspiration. I think.



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