and sometime soon i will finally stop babbling about wagon repair

Eight hours of computer screen in one day, even if it is only two days a week, is enough to cure me of the internet. And so I show up here less and less, even though I occasionally write to you in my head, putting together sentences I’d maybe use to tell you about commuting […]

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suddenly things were moving so fast

Though in the meantime I’ve hit another rough patch, yesterday was a glorious day. The ceiling, as it was when we started yesterday afternoon: The final turn of the screw: Fucking finished. Enter hail of exclamation points. Enter cartwheels. Enter tired feet and high fives: The rough spot I’ve hit today is that I’ve started […]

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pictures full of light

Two days ago it finally rained. Black clouds rolled in, and a strong wind swirled dust from the construction site across the street everywhere. There was dust in our eyes and mouths as we scampered from wagon to wagon, making sure that windows and doors were shut tight. The heat broke, and we all stood […]

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chicken little says the sky is falling

Hemp! Hemp insulation sheets! Just returned from a building supply store marathon (four! in one day! gurgle.) I now have everything that I will need to finish the inside of my wagon. Everything. It is impossible. A finished wagon—this wagon, finished—has belonged to the realm of dreams for so long that even as I watch […]

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