Untitled.
19 July 2004
So the model didn't have to go up to NBC today. That's probably a good thing, as there's still a ton of work to be done in fixing the problems left behind for me by the original model makers.
Which is pretty much what I spent the day doing.
On the train on the way home, inspired by a new 'Poetry In Motion' panel, the MTA's attempt to bring commuters a touch of culture in place of one of the many ads that line the inside of the subway cars, I started writing a new poem of my own. I don't think it was particularly good, maybe not even a salvageable start to anything, but it's the first poetry I've written in I don't know how long. That's something that I really should force myself back into the habit of doing.