Forget about the heady stuff of finding an income stream. Worry instead on the task of the last sentence. Spend instead at least two hours rummaging through boxes and boxes and boxes and boxes of old comics. Never mind that any sort of order, such as alphabetised or company lines, are ignored. Go instead looking for the next thing. The thing that'll likely make it hard to complete the first sentence. Plastic bagging after dusty plastic bagging, one after the other. All in search of something that might read good depending on how the cover looks or the sheen off the gloss. Go nuts if the house of the dollar is a zero. Feel a sense of odd as the fist high pile—that which bears cover to "love" or "hate" —isn't made up of 23 different titles, but rather, 4 and a wide numbering chaos of an aardvark named Cerebus. Sense dread as the initial plan to find some great wrapping paper gives way to prosperity.
Soon Van - Wednesday, 17 December 2003 - 10:57
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