Jan 25
this morning, i slept the extra bit that came after i thought i had woken up for good
overnight, the icy rain put a glaze on everything but we are right at freezing and it's not going to last. the wind is already blowing melt onto the windows like rain and a pretty fog is building. the real cold never made it all the way down here. maybe tonight
#eggs and roast#my old desk turns seventy this july#manifestations of my familiar#if the stamp on the underside of the lap drawer is to be believed#i've had it for thirty two years maybe thirty three#i'm almost certain i found it the year we lived behind the castle#battered wooden desks#boba#fallen angels#glow in the dark turtles#mumblelard's shadow#and#shadow mumblelards#torn meniscuses#tattered bones#frozen needles#frozen leaves#second blue moon epoch#third winter#dawdling