What lust for direction have you chosen to sate today? Here's 20+ minutes, a breath, a gasp of anything. Perhaps it's wild, perhaps it's unexpected. Perhaps it explores love, its forms romantic, intimate, explicit. Oh my! What if it were gross or indecent?

Perhaps there are songs. Perhaps there's a sliver of independence. Perhaps its garbage. It's so lovely, though, how we have different bags to carry things in, how we enjoy shuffling things along, sometimes they're expensive, sometimes they're cheap enough to throw away after usage. Perhaps, that's their entire point, to collect and diminish, to release and purge, whatever the need be.