What we call power lines, the road out of town, The San Juan Mountains, To the West

It is quiet enough I can do my work here.
There are no distractions.
I do not intend to make any.
You can write,
you can paint,
you can draw,

realy you can.

Is the speed of the city worth it?

I don't know yet,
but I'm interested in softening my bonds with it.

Your dreams will always out weigh your livelihood. You were not put here to make money and die. It is helpful to remind one self from time to time. Here there is more time. Look: its only 12:21. You don't have the whole day ahead of you...but you have enough.