yesterday i saw little green heads peeking up through the dirt. they're covered with snow now. the kitchen is being torn out today, but i have coffee. i stopped reading solenoid, it's too burdensome this time. a tome. word tomb. juju must have passed something. he's up with bright eyes eating. it's mysterious, the cat, all this. need to open again and again to the real. impermanence. spirit flowing through.