Nothing. There just aren't anymore thoughts.



Decided to skip a week on the Streets Conversation Project. Sickness made thinking coherently difficult, so rather than do something half baked in between coughing, sneezing, and leaving balls of snot everywhere, I figured I'd just skip. It's for the best, trust me. Next week will resume as usual.

If you're just dropping in and have no idea what this is about, I'm in the middle of an eight week fiction project called Street Conversations. The previous four updates are Wires, Jesus, Old Men, and Love. Check them out if you're curious.