hopping on the train

I began writing a post over the weekend about talking less. Me talking less. I chose not to use it, in part because it was too long, and as it strayed into areas of my own business, which don’t feel right to share.

I do have a feeling this inclination to talk less may show up repeatedly here in Couch Surfing in the coming days and weeks – if the creek don’t rise.

I have Jack Kerouac’s “The Dharma Bums” waiting on hold at the public library. There is that.