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August 19, 2008
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Here's a boathouse, and I'm sitting in a plastic Adirondack chair on top of it. There's a freight train passing on the other side of the lake. Above the freight train is the moon, fat in the sky. The train keeps coming, coming. Often over a hundred cars at a time. It's just-

Sorry, my pencil broke, I had to use a knife to sharpen it, I hope you can still read this.

It's just after nine AM. There's a motor-boat out there now. They're near a wall of granite. I expect they're doing some fishing; looks like it.