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it was lovely having a 3-day weekend. i have wandered, made pictures, played at the artTable, laundry, cleaned up & finished movingIN, acquired foodstuffs on my bike, read until my eyes broke, listened to the debate on iTunes, slept, almost strangled King Tubby, had my tinygirl become 20 years old (still not quite believing that part though) and longed for a NewLife. now i am cooking a pot of mexican beans and drinking a glass of red wine, still dreaming and longing, but i will go glue asian paper ephemera into a book until it is time for reading again. life is quiet and strange. i am calm but not happy but not *unhappy* either. i guess i just am. i guess that is fine.
for now.