Sometimes a glass of water

Sometimes, I say, I get lost in a glass of water. I barely move between unstoppable thoughts that fill the whole landscape inside.

Then, usually, I stop and write.

Mica interesting things: I almost always start with lists, fragments, from time to time sudden thoughts, words not even always. And it doesn't work every time the first time: it often takes a bit of trial and error, a few nudges and a patch here and there. From inside, I guarantee, you can hear the crackling, the boom-toing-bum-bum of an old car starting up again-sometimes you can even see the smoke, I guarantee.