dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Friday, July 26, 2013

Las Vegas

This morning we served the hungry again then helped with the dishwashing.  We served bread, which is easy.  With a gloved hand, hand the person whatever bread they want.  There were some bagels today.

Then we folded and taped NDE newsletters.  They're pink.  I did it for about two hours, and Ming did it for much longer.  I napped.

Last night we went to an open mic, and I read three unsent letters from an unsent letters zine I wrote a year ago.  The crowd was small, and I felt mostly brave.  Ming says I did well.

Then we got stuck in a traffic jam though it was 9 at night.  Las Vegas freaks me out!


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