awakened at three,
dreaming, angry at someone —
perhaps at myself…
It’s a persistent theme in my dreams… I keep having a series of dreams, all quite different in plot, but the theme is this — I get angry at a particular person about their self-righteous arrogance. The person is the same in all of these [...]
with each inch of snow
that melts away into green
i dream much harder
So much to think about. The business model, programming, trying to stay focused at work when I really want to tweak and play…
In my mind’s eye, I see the fruit as I build the tree. I wonder how it will taste when [...]
such happy songs sung!
birds celebrating a return
to feeders, backyard
“sleeping in” is a
lost talent of mine these days —
awake at five. damn.
two hens squawking loud
on the airplane, still grounded —
pecking at glass beads