updat juju. it's windy cold and monday and i have to ride my bike to drop the rent on my empty-full abandoned apartment that holds my stuff, the cherished detritus of my life. also to get a lease to sign to use to prove i'm me to get a real i.d. 

juju heard me going to the bathroom at 2am and he ate with gusto. he may seem woozy at times but he's still here, and aware. he came in the bedroom just now and climbed into his green rocking chair. curled up in quietude he knew i was there making pictures. as soon as i was done he turned. 

endings are mysterious. some seem so final, some never end.