The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
June 14, 2005

Mud

The wadding pool is cracked. That really takes the wind out of my sails. The view from the gray room is of a slowly expanding mud field. I should expand that sentence into a poem. If it was Mary Oliver you know it would get published, but then again I've never seen her park a cable TV movie so I suppose we each play a role in God's plan. Leon is on the intercom regarding Kendo. I think my skills have pleateaued somewhat. Until later, Diary.