Some mornings I wake up from this dream about a friend I haven't seen in 20-odd years, and my chest feels hollowed out with longing for him, for that connection. It feels deliciously right and disappointingly sad at the same time. It's a mystery.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
close-up of kitty/lion. he's hunkering down now because he sees me coming with a hyper doggie. don't worry, kitty, my dog won't chase you unless you're a squirrel or a bunny.