Sick

Sick as a dog, I have nothing much to write about. Fever dreams that I can’t recall, something to do with programming and holes in the ceiling. I lie in bed and feel okay, but as soon as I get up I feel like hell and have to lie down. I caught the sore throat and upset stomach bug at last.

That transmission’s going to cost $2100 dollars. I could buy another car for that much money.

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Michael Pearce is an artist, writer, and professor of art. He is the author of "Art in the Age of Emergence."
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