This far

Wednesday 6/14/23

Tonight it was spitting and I went down to the harbor to think about what I must do and to regather. No one was out by the water. I sat on a bench as the thunder groaned in the distance. On the bench was a clam shell painted silver so as to look like the metal, with the outer portion facing upwards. I picked it up and turned it over, and found these words written on the inside. It sits on my desk now with the nickel that inspired "My Nickel" from Solution.