conversation with a recorder.


He is saying:
Remember what I told you about not wanting to take my camera out when I’m at a concert because I don’t want to lose a single moment of that experience by taking out a camera, a documentation device, and taking a photo? Documenting. Recording. Writing down.

I smell a metaphor, I say.

Yeah, he replies.

Tell me.

I haven’t written anything, or drawn anything, or typed anything. No form of documentation so far. And I don’t feel compelled to. Not anytime soon.

I like this metaphor.
It makes me feel special.

You are.
You just don’t see it.

It’s been a whirlwind week, maybe less. And today he wrote something.

Stir the coffee

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