you don't know the power that you have

the song i'm listening to now says, what are you, and what i am is a little pleasantly tired and at the law library, with the smell of electricity all around me and the hum of machines. four in a row, to be exact. i'm a little weary of love (but just this kind) and ready to move move move away, though just today. or just right now. the morning afternoon time, at least, how's that. it's going to rain, soon, and i as usual have no jacket but i can't really complain about that. seems symbolic but it's not.

justice harlan couldn't see, so justice black had to tell him what was happening.

i have two puzzles of the crossword kind, usa today and new york times, right in front of me with my blue pen, so what am i thinking about other things for? i have clues to worry about and not anything else, like Common Father's Day gift (three letters) and Schoenberg opera "Moses und ___" (four letters) to worry about. i think that one is Aron and yes without the other a but maybe maybe not. can't afford to make hasty decisions when you're using a papermate flexgrip ultra med blue.

i paid for my coffee in nickels today.