Printer Paper, Ink

 It's 15:04, Friday, November 20th, 2,020. I am practicing my hand-

writing. That 'w' is too close to the left edge of the page.

I just heard about movehumanityforward.com.

I'm not really practising my handwriting. I wanna do something healthy

and good. It's 15:11.   - Where you gonna go? Convention center?,

the park by the freeway bridge?, your mom's House?

I listened to watched most of Adrianne Lenker Tiny Desk Home

Concert: I am little shivers on my skin, mental electricity, salt

water on my eyeballs; sailing from Texas to Hawai'i on a coffin,

I plant it vertically on a beach, open to the ocean.

I'm drinking Kentucky Tavern. Mom and I are getting Popeye's tonight. It's 15:43.

I don't know what else. 15:51, I've been watching H3 After Dark.

¬¬ it's 16:33 - I am writing more, drinking Sean's Irish cream, - that

I poured into a Kirkland irish country cream bottle, from costco.

- Sorry. I don't know. We may take a walk in our hood in a few

minutes. My mom wants to washe the dishes because they're

bothering her. " Chrome isn't responding "  I closed it.

My tablet background is a white moose/elk. I saw it on a 

home page, swedish hunters shot one.

The natives call it, Ghost/Spirit moose/elk.

I shot 3 arrows today. Mom and i set up a cardboard box

to shoot at, about 4 feet tall, i missed the first 2 and not

the 3rd. For thanks giving day, 2 brothers, Pat + Kit, + Lorena

and Bridges. For fun. Why, Who, How. ? The screens and

   Faces