Does anyone know where the love of God goes when the waves turn the minutes to hours

I don’t really know how to do this, any of this, most of the time. Some days I will sit at this desk in the corner of our apartment above a butcher shop and near a pizza place that does not betray my location in a city full of butcher shops and pizza places. I can sit at this desk with coffee and water and a third beverage for the rare occasion when the…