i'm reading parade now, and cloud missives. i read one poem on the beach. i went to the beach twice. i walked chuck twice. i carried a 20 pound watermelon home and ate 1/4. last night was rough sleep. i'm falling asleep in my book at 9. i wish i could write like that. think like that. my thoughts are so halting and scattered. often i have no thoughts at all. i just go around and around like the moon but not as graceful. i'll try to stay up til 10. honestly i've been falling asleep in books for years. it's no ones fault. some write them. some fall asleep in them. i also fall up when i fall asleep, sometimes looking at clouds.