'Ff'lo (fflo) wrote,

so it's Festival week

And they're off.  Most of 'em.  Most of 'em who are dear to me, that is, seem to go at the git-go, and are by now either in line at the gate or purt near.

Their absence and my near-going and Tracy's being out this week align with other psychical factoroids like so many planets in a system of inkling indications lining up as if to say "Take it easy."  And take it easy I shall, regardless, well okay with some regard, there-regarding.

Rec'd my first postcard in the poetry thing; it became, per instructions, my stepping-off point for the next one I send, going out today to Manchester England England.  It was from one Celeste, in the town of my birth.  That was cool.

The new international postcard stamp is round.

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