Fine, Fine, Fine

Developing a different rhythm. Or is it no rhythm? Becoming nocturnal. Driving down dark roads with the music loud. Thinking about patterns and cycles. What is the self when the self changes, when the self is strange? When sometimes there is this, and sometimes there is that, and both are familiar but bear no relation to each other?

Eat when hungry. Sleep when tired. The rest of the time make pictures. When one picture is finished tear off the page and begin another. Simple. Except the paper is running out and there is no money to buy more.