I'm Wide Awake

This morning I walked to Morse park. I brought a backpack with some breakfast in it, a notebook, some zines. I read zine Mistaken for Straight by Chantel G, which was well done, and wrote her a short letter about it. I enjoyed listening to the birds chirp, and it was good to be out and get some sun. I saw magpies. There were kids playing at the play structures on the other side of the park but otherwise almost nobody there.

Erik's sick. Last night he had a fever, though I don't know how high because the thermometer is long lost. He's working today, unfortunately.

I listened to a Bright Eyes CD called I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning. On it is the first song by them I ever heard, the song that I heard on a satellite radio station called The Coffeehouse during the long trip, the song that made me want to hear more of them. I like the quality of the lead singer's voice, the way it sounds like he's about to cry all the time. Lots of good new music lately.