California is to the word home, as the sun is to heliotropes. Being from a place with gold flecks rushing through rivers and tangerine sunsets has tricked me into thinking I have a midas touch way of life.

I keep an ongoing list of odds and ends titled “Stuff For Things.”

This is not a very fun thing to read or write because I feel like I ran out of things to say. So after my reflection of Saturday is a poem (I think) from something else I have been working on. Thank you.

I finished a book and had two more things to say.