Inspiration.

I need some.

I'm not abandoning this;

I just need something to write about.

I'm in San Francisco, and we've been walking around, up and down the hills.
I went to Vegas last week, and aside from my skin mimicking the dryness of the desert, we've been walking around the strip.

I haven't been anywhere else, but all I've been doing is walking around.

And, I've been walking around.




Maybe I'll write a eulogy for my feet.

(But not now. I'm cuddling with the cat.)