Ten.Two Thousand, One Hundred & Ninety-Four
In the dream, I am trying to tell them they should add flowers to her hair.
Today is the day.
The fog. First, a whisp and then a thick
Bright, bright sun. I lean against the wall while waiting for the car to pull around.
Protein style with secret sauce and ketchup and mustard.
Everything is almost ready. Almost.
“When you decide to learn about your faults, so that they can be rectified, you open a line of communication with the source of all revelatory thought. Maybe that’s the same thing as consulting your conscience. Maybe that’s the same thing, in some manner, as a discussion with God.” - 12 Rules for Life
Sometimes, the camera can’t capture what the eye sees.
Fire.
Trying to rally. Only a few more hours to go.
