040405 #human Golden morning, up before the swarm. Golden diesel, humming over the horizon back in time to when bewilderment was king. To work, to work on concrete under sheet metal in between lapses of mouth-open henna-haired madness and warm skin. Today, the west coast an angst- and flesh-besotted history, to work in a familiar space amidst the strangeness of morning is to work, once again, hallelujah, in a strange space amidst newly familiar smells.