Humbling

I started the Nashville book last night. It’s already terrible. Which is fine, since it’s just a first draft. But it’s also like, damn, this is going to be hard.

But, also, though, what’s the point in knowing history if you don’t learn from it, draw some conclusions about it?

Still, I just want to admit out loud that this is some of the hardest writing I’ve done.

This Walk, An Accounting

Number of rabbits chased: 3

Number of times my arm got almost pulled off so that someone could chase rabbits: 2

Number of joggers barked at: 1

Minutes spent acting like a fool: all of them

Ticks: 1

Large ants: 1