North of no west


I took the train to work today. I think I’m going to make a habit of it. My work pays for public transportation. Which is a nice thing, because I can read one hour in and one hour out.

Today I am reading Henry Charles Bukowski The finest poet of 20th-century. He does everything right it’s hard to compete and impossible to compete so you may as well just enjoy.

Last night I had a delicious dinner with a beautiful girl. I think Charles would have appreciated it.

When I dropped her off instantly two very suspicious men walked near her and made me fear for every woman out there.

Good thing there’s guns.