No dreams of closets or pleasantness last night. That would be too easy. I dreamt instead of sneaky cameras and replayed phone calls. Seven days and counting...
Thursday, August 2, 2007
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Haiku for a Tuesday
"Where do I bite next?"
Fajitas and Mojitos
Rockin' Afternoon
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Tuesday, July 31, 2007
My Bed Has Become My Enemy
I want to go camping on a mountain and fall asleep looking at stars. Or I could sleep on the deck and listen to the night. Or press my cheek against the coolness of the kitchen floor. I could borrow the unfamiliarity of a couch or the unknown curves of someone else's pillow. There must be a place where eyes can close, thinking can cease, and I can go to sleep.
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Sunday, July 29, 2007
Can You Repeat The Question?
It may be a good indicator that maybe, just maybe, you haven't gotten enough sleep when a nurse asks your age and you honestly cannot remember.
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