are we going to see the sandhill cranes today? how'd you sleep. good, i guess. had a lot of dreams. working dreams i can't remember. so i worked and i forgot. feel the work. feel tired. feel tired in the morning through the day through the night. it's all like an abject vigil now, vague, it gets sharp and dulls alternatively. the truth is we often can't feel the pain. we try to feel ourselves. feeling we could feel everything, and loving, not be sunk or overwhelmed.
idle know, it's snowing light and the sky is gray. maybe we should hibernate today.