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My handwritten ‘99 journal began with the essays that I had the cfs write about each other before I solemnized their wedding. It was a meditation akin to what the zen nun who married Stacy & me. I took a copy to Shaolin and burned it in one of their offering censures. Rediscovering that reminded me that I needed to check in with them today. Just came from there and am enjoying a quick bite at garden fresh before heading over hwy17…
Shadow boxing the apocalypse

