olive woke me at around 5:30. perhaps the kid has food insecurity. i'm going to post this and read a little of by the fire we carry and perhaps snooze. perhaps olive will settle with me and come to know there will be food in time. thinking of hunger i think of the people of palestine who are being systematically starved to death and bombed. now olive has come back and lays down beside me putting her paw on my hand, then softly bites my wrist. it's all the same world somehow.