7.19.2010

they sleep in dens, don't they?

[A very old draft that I was referencing on the previous post]

It wasn’t even 5AM and I’m running down Vermont, down Franklin and stopped only when I stood at Western Blvd's northern most terminal. People have walked down that street from here to the beach. 28 miles. crazy.

It’s only 5:10 AM. I run up to Los Feliz Blvd and start heading back home. I look for coyotes. I know where they lie and I run because 'I don’t run'; I had thought about running but I didn't run.

So now I do.

And the coyotes follow.


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