dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

a household is not a closed system

This morning, there's lots of cold wind. My mind has turned to Halloween and Thanksgiving, the holidays to anchor my thoughts of fall. The fridge is getting empty, and the recycling is piling up.

Last night I talked on the phone with two friends, one in Oregon and one in Arizona. I'm not lonely anymore in mind and heart, but I wish more friends lived near.

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