The dream and the skeptic.

Last night, sleeping on the floor of my study with my hand resting under the chin of my aging cat, I had a visitation dream. You know the kind, the dreams we see in movies or read in books, during which all of the details are so vivid that it seems real, it must be... Continue Reading →

stumble down stairs

Nothing of note for me to note as the world shifts. I doze on the train to work; I work; I doze on the train from work; I nest; I talk; I cook; I canoodle; I sleep. It is raining lightly as midnight approaches. The temperature has dropped slightly over the past few days so... Continue Reading →

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