Against the breezes
again I cannot assuage
memories of slights.
again I cannot assuage
memories of slights.
after a short walk around the block, such as can be done in my neighborhood, I took Cleo to watch daughter's soccer practice; but there was no practice because of the rain; so daughter and I kicked the ball back and forth while the dog tried to get away from me to help the boy's team; later we ran a few sprints that did not tired the dog
Wednesday: early morning walk on the small square route with Cleo wishing the tune of "The Candy Man" would stop bouncing inside my head
An old song loops in
my foggy brain this morning.
Nothing drives it out.
not crickets saying good night
or dog at my feet panting.
my foggy brain this morning.
Nothing drives it out.
not crickets saying good night
or dog at my feet panting.
went to healing service/eucharist in the evening; back feels a bit better
Thursday: waited for a student to come for an appointment, but she didn't show, so 30 minutes late, I took my walk on the EF track; distracted by the fact that the radio/compass/flashlight/clock thing wasn't working
Everything hurts
when the radio
doesn't work.
Reading this week:when the radio
doesn't work.
Listening to this week:
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