Sunday, January 5, 2025


it was very hot 
my eyeballs are seared like poached eggs
i heard a coyote moan
olive woke me at 2. olive woke me at 3. olive woke me at 4. olive woke me at 5. olive woke me at 7.
in between there i had a dream about dad. i think he had dementia. he didn't notice me or what i did or didn't do for him. 
olive is resting on the couch at 7:33 watching the sun rise over the lake.
this country is haunted.
have a blessed sunday. 

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