Tarnished You can replace things an alternator, a starter but the real skill is in diagnosis you have to keep learning have a passion for it I’m passionate about passion but don’t have much left I drink tea, play the guitar the chord progressions are different but somehow all the same the finger picking patterns never progressed At work it’s the same thing I know what I learned in the first two years but then seized up I’m rebar in concrete old silver fillings rigid, rusting and hampered by a fear of pain these scribbles of a staid teetotaler reflect “Today I brushed my teeth and lost a crown,” I write but there are many things in my mouth that will never come out. Jon Bennett writes and plays music in San Francisco. You can find more of his work here and ...
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