pandemic dreams vanish the same as before. maybe the elephant godhead is banishing them. it's a lousy day, windy and gray. i woke early with restless cats blowing around the bed. the bricks walls are singing a dirge in the courtyard. the orange cat shat on my shoe rug. the white cat rarely played with the blue shoe snake. i was going to the library but fork it, there's good tennis on and i don't have charlie walks today. it's lousy weather but it could be a pretty good day.