Do Nothing: tell me about it

I am now all in the same room.

For a while it has felt that bits of my being were still in transit. Some of me still in Manhattan, some other parts melting down in Blantyre, Malawi. Truth be told there will now always be a part of me in a hospital down there where I saw things one simply shouldn’t have to!

But tonight, I am whole – and beginning a late shift of preparation for the upcoming show in Paris with Fovea Hex

It occurs to me that I have been doing a lot recently, and that there has been a lot of planning and strategy surrounding this activity. Consequently, there has been little to say here. This indicates that the only time to blog is when there’s nothing to say, and nothing is happening. A cursory clicking through of other blogspot locations “next blog”,”next blog” does seem to confirm this typically dystopian flash on the online community revolution.

So, as this is clearly a voice saying little in the dark, I will close it for the night.

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