Thanksgiving morning
I discovered lots of this funny-coloured paper so perhaps I’ll start using it up. I feel like I’m typing on oatmeal, especially with this typewriter.
I have just finished, subject to sudden recollections of other things, a little list of things I have to do. I have a mind to write SUICIDE at the top and forget the rest.
Having successfully resisted invitations for the day in various directions, I tell myself I am getting myself organized in order to better attack work. Ha. Even I can’t make myself believe this really.
I hope you are all having a Thanksgivingy Thanksgiving.
- Edward Gorey, Floating Worlds: The Letters of Edward Gorey & Peter F. Neumeyer















