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July 4th, 2014

It’s a little too crowded on the subway to draw. It’s not that crowded, I just sense that the colors that surround me are vibrant with curiosity and perhaps more inclined toward a sense of national fellowship. I think someone would ask me what I’m drawing and I’m way to stoned to oblige. Likewise, pulling out the old marble comp book feels like drawing to much attention to myself. Pun may have been intended, not sure. Yeah I’m ripped and I don’t have any music to listen too. I think that’s what I’ll do at Xin’s. Load this phone up, and my new piece of shit phone, with music. That’s going to be weird. But I’m going to do it. Should I go back to blogging? To short stories? Am I more willing to be forthright? To commit? To put myself on display? Should I go incognito? Disappear? Thrive in disguise. I don’t know. I think I should continue to publish on Amazon. Blog more regularly. Tweet more regularly. Publish on ReadWave for sure. I’m not ready to leave ReadWave yet. I do still have other social media platforms to erase myself from. YouTube. Tumblr. Examiner. What else? I just want to keep it clean. Not in the “moral” sense but in terms of digital clutter. I used to join networking sites willy-nilly and it was fun. Now I think i’d like to narrow it down to ReadWave, meetup, twitter, possibly Instagram, though I’m leaning toward not, and of course my blog. Just makes more sense to keep it simple. That way I can focus on my slow progression toward full on IRL engagement. We’ll see. Attempted to go to the pool yesterday. Maybe I’ll go on Monday.

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