i’m sitting on christine’s little front porch. the sky is dazzling blue, and it’s SO WARM. the temp. says 66, but it feels warmer. i strolled down the block to the wild oats grocery store, and wished i’d brought shorts with me.
amazing.
so, WHO CARES if nobody loves me and won’t call or e-mail…i could just sit here for the rest of my life.
i’d like to take a long walk, but my feet are a little sore from the running. maybe after i sit out here and work on my paper, i’ll walk.
or perhaps i’ll nap.
i think the elevation is making me sleepier than usual.
or maybe it’s just the fact that i can do something about the sleepiness.
crystal blue sky.
here’s my view:
