December 16, 2023

It’s coming on 11:30 at night and I’m at the shop working on an order for pens. Brasstracks is playing on the Bluetooth speaker and I got an Afghani takeaway for dinner.

At some point, I stopped calling this space my “workshop,” and started referring to it as just the “shop.” That must be a sign of comfort, like contractions when you’re learning a language. 


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