dangerous compassions

I call you / from the comet's cradle

Wednesday, March 22, 2017


This morning I woke up from a very long obnoxious dream.  Part f it was I'd bought a mouse because I wanted something small to love.  It kept attracting dogs who wanted to kill it.

In real life, the only pet I have and want is a toy stuffed animal named Rusty Bunny.  The feel of his pretend fur is comforting.

Yesterday I played my Spanish learning game after neglecting it for months.  I just felt like it.

Tomorrow I'm making cornmeal pancakes for community dinner along with veggie sausage and asparagus.  I hope that's enough.


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