When will you get yours? | Jan. 2 / 1605

Did you get your disconnection notice?
Mine came in the mail today
They seem to think I'm disconnected
Don't think I know what to read or write or say
Glossaries injected daily
Words and numbers spell out the price to pay
It simply states, “You're disconnected, baby"
See how easily it all slips away....
- from "Disconnection notice" by Sonic Youth (from the album Murray Street).

I've decided that I prefer paper, ink and coffee rings to ones and zeros. I'll take scribbled-out confessions over the backspace button. I'm moving to a little notebook with a multicoloured cloth cover and tiny drawstrings I can tie in a bow so that people unable to undo bows cannot read what I've written on the thick, recycled pages glued within.

See you on the other side.

Love Todd.