Yesterday, a warm heavy mist hung over everything all day and night. Last night I stood out in it for awhile and thought maybe I felt something like anticipation. When I tried to look at it, it dissipated. Whatever it was will happen or not, mostly without me, and I am caught between remembering and forgetting. The heavy air stirs a little. It's not all bad.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
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