Almost there. This is the land of ash and cold, doubt, apathy, uncertainty. But where had I come from? The east. Maybe the sky, the earth, the water. Yes, the water.

Almost there, yes, now I’ve seen it. The Spider Tree, the old which tree, witch tree, rising straight into the sky, an expression of rage at the earth. No, you can’t escape the earth, there is no escaping.

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Late one night I was up around 2 am and realized I’d not yet written a response to an important email. Later, when I was reading back over it, I realized it wasn’t a bad piece of writing. Narcissistic as I am, I decided to share it here:

Hi Todd,

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